When he whipped the quilt back, there was a tent in his pants! Porn This was soon followed by rhythmic banging, coupled with moaning from my mother and grunting from Brians dad. First he explained that my mum was not crying but infact enjoying whatever his dad was doing to her with his cock. Would I! When I climbed into his bed I was wearing a nighty and a pair of panties and my heart was pounding. I had actually thought my mother was crying and suggested to Brian I go check on her. Eventually we were both chased off to bed, presumably so they could enjoy some adult time and grope each other on the sofa without being openly judged by two brats.
