I looked again and saw that Kat had plumped a pillow so that there was a distinct edge pointing upwards. She had positioned herself in a doggy positi...n, and with her beautiful arse pointing at me and her head face-down on the bed, she started to rub her pussy along the edge of the pillow.Live porn. This was delectable, and my hand responded with increased fervour. Her body, young and lithe, had this manoeuvre down to a fine art. Somehow, by flexing her hips and without either her legs or. After awhile I heard more squeaks and decide to take that chance and crept up the stairs slowly. When I got to the top and slowly peeked around the corner I got the shock of my life. There on the sofa was Mr. Randall and my mother groping each other and French kissing on the coach. I was about to jump up and scream at them when I noticed Mr. Randall big black hand slip under my mothers dress and start pulling at her panties. I had never seen my mother naked and that’s what must have kept me. How did I feel about this?Jealous? Envious? Angry? No, actually I felt normal as I liked Steve andhad begun to look up to him a father figure. He was good to me and mademe feel protected and safe when I was with him.The next day I came to my senses. I was not a little girl despite thelittle girls body I inhabited. I was a grown man, a husband, father andthe former CEO of a hospital. I needed information. That afternoon whenNicole put me down for my nap I snuck out of my room and into our. I was torn in between yelling back that I had already had my first shower of the day or asking how many showers I was to have before the day was out. So I just got up and went to the shower and turned the water on and turned to the sink to brush my teeth. Sitting on the counter by the sink was our video camera. It wasnt pointing torwards the bedroom so I knew that she hadnt just taped our little escapade. Curiously I opened the view screen and pushed the play button. There sitting on the edge.