After a while my sorrow started to turn to, ?what next?? What will I do? A million different scenarios started running through my head. Should I pret...nd I don’t know, let her have her fling and hope she comes to her senses? Should I confront her? The more I thought the more angry I became. I knew I could not let her go on having an affair and pretend everything was alright. Hell, I’d lose all respect for myself and if she ever found out I knew and didn’t do anything about it, I’m sure she. After a couple of minutes he tightened his grip on my head and increased his pumping.I could tell he was getting close and soon I felt his balls tighten and he pushed his cock deep in my mouth and started cumming. Because he had already cummed earlier, his load wasn’t as big, but I still felt the first couple of spurts hit the back of my throat. I started swallowing the slightly salty cream as fast as he shot it in my mouth. After a couple more spurts he pulled his cock out and I reached up. He was my enemy! But here he was, giving my mum, 20 years older to him, a really deep French kiss, but with dad stood by them, watching intently, with a smile on his face. I'd heard of the word 'cuckold', but my own dad? This guy, Jason had always been a ladies' man; tall and blond, the girls just went for him, and it seemed so did my mum. I kept myself concealed, and continued watching. I should have been repulsed, but argued that if dad was not upset, why should I? But I was stunned to find. His cock started growing at my touch and he smiled at me. I couldn’t help asking “Ankit, what was that slapping thing? It hurt a lot but you were about to cum.”“Tell me honestly, didn’t you like it a little bit?” he questioned back.“Yes, it was something new, different and yes it did intensify my pleasure.”“Tell me honestly have you ever seen a man cum so much?” he asked me while he lathered my boobs.“No.” I replied honestly and started fondling his heavy balls.“Believe me earlier I came like a.