A thought drifted into my mind and i quickly became aware of the time ... OH MY GOD its gotta be almost THREE! my Dad should be here anytime now, usu...lly I'd hear the squeal and sound of his FIAT about 3 blocks away before arriving. - OH! OWE!! DAMN! JESUS ! as he POUNDED AWAY then the POUNDING became STRONGER FIRMER quicker but with thrust power ..THUD.. THUD.. THUD.. THUD.. THUUUUUDDDDD HE GRIPPED ME, HOLDING ON TO ME TIGHTLY, huffing , heaving, smoke poured out and lingered in front of. I was. My cock leaped in my shorts with the realization that Mom was aware of my attention and didn’t mind but knew that Dad wouldn’t like it. I stiffened to a full hardon.Eventually, I moved my eyes past Mom’s tits to seek out her pussy once more. As if reading my mind, Mom moved her hand out of her lap to open herself to my gaze and her mound pushed up as she arched her back slightly. Her panty-like bikini bottom had sunk into her crack. Had she opened herself on purpose? Looking up to be. The other frat members had stopped what they were doing to look over the older blonde. Dawn began to feel even more nervous under the intense scrutiny. Mobotto spoke in his deep resonant voice, "Yea, we are looking for a new House Mother. The hours are not fixed, but they are flexible. The money is very good for a woman with the right qualifications." He smiled a broad smile for the nervous woman. "Let me give you the grand tour of the house. Maybe you will like it here and want to stay." Dawn. ‘Awww yeah! wee-a-boo! Wee-a-boo!’ a passing pair of nerds on their way to the men’s room called out in a frat-boy chant. ‘I, uh, guess I’m a weeaboo, then…?’ Stephanie said, sporting a hesitant smile. Brian grinned, and began to explain. ”Weeaboo’ is pretty much a derogatory term specifically for us western anime fans. Since Japanese otaku are already considered scum by their own culture, fans outside Japan are naturally regarded as even lower trash.’ ‘Uh, wow, just fulla facts, aren’tcha?’.