"He's starting to bounce up and down on her." She took up the commentary, " So that's what 'Fucking' looks like. Dad seems to be landing on Mum quite ...ard, you'd think it would hurt her but she doesn't seem to mind. Dad's trying to hold himself up away from her with his arms but she's pulling him down to her and making him kiss her.From where I lay, I could see right up between Julies thighs and I noted with some interest that they were slowly spreading apart giving me a clear view of her. She gave me a quick peck on the lips as we left the house on the way down to hers.That whole dinner my mind was completely pre-occupied with the image of her gorgeous eyes looking up at me whilst sucking my dick. I was getting hard just thinking about it. Unfortunately it was our turn to wash-up that night. I hated doing it as our parents always seemed to use more plates when it was our turn. The kitchen was in the same room as the TV and my dad and Veronica were there, sitting on the lounge. The way his eyes lit up, and then the pain she felt when he turned his face away from her. It was like a knife in her gut, and now he is trying to drive her away for good. She cannot get the words out, cannot say what she knows is true. The stakes are so high. But you love me. His eyes find hers and she sees her pain mirrored in them. His tone turns cold and mocking. He is like an animal, trying to stop the suffering by lashing out. ‘But what? What is it that you imagine I owe you?’ She cannot. " Krista said as she walked over to my side of the room. She started shuffling through my clothes that hung in my closet. "What about this?" She pulled out a hanger which held a black dress I often saved for nights out. It was a cotton, low-cut dress that hugged the body tightly in every area. "Put it on!"I had been feeling a bit self-conscious with my body since I hadn't been very active during the exam season, but I sluggishly walked over to Krista and took the dress off the hanger. I stood.