I did slow strokes, still pretty scared of getting caught by Dad fucking Mom. Mom's moans were quiet and controlled, unlike when we were alone and she...was an animated slut. I continued to fuck my mother for three minutes or so when the phone rang. My Dad never answered the phone and it was in the kitchen anyway. Mom cursed under her breath, "For fuck sakes," and went to the phone reluctantly allowing me to slip out of her. Answering the phone, she rolled her eyes. "Hi Mom." Knowing that this. “That’s it.” He growled. “We close the door on your seeing her again.”Jack felt a crumbling inside his chest, “Why?”Maintaining the serious expression on his face, Alf leaned towards Jack and said, “There are a hundred tales of these so elegant ladies, used to the foppish, flouncing men around them. Then they start wondering what rough grubby hands on their bubbies would feel like.”Jack didn’t want to hear this, “But she’s just my age.”“And a wild one,” Alf said firmly. “These ladies fancy. More

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