"Tell him you'll be coming in a minute, you're almost done." I whispered into her ear while starting to gyrate into her."I'm coming honey, almost done... here. Can you get the stew started for me?" She said trembling."Yeah I can do that." Then Dad walked into the kitchen and we heard pots and dishes moving around. At that point I started pumping up into her with a new passion."Are you crazy he could still come down here at any minute!" "Then I guess you and I had better come fast Mother." I wasn't. Thrust after thrust and my moans become higher pitched. “She wants more” I hear you say. I wonder if anyone can see in the window and what they would think. The one finger becomes two. As they rhythmically pound me, my clit is still getting the intensity of the vibrator, and my nipples are being tortured. I moan out an extended “more” and I get three long fingers, then four. The pounding action is rocking my whole torso. My g-spot is singing with each firm pass. My throat is raspy from the. Now that I was meeting Emily in my tree-house, I was doubly concerned about being found out. Perhaps my family knew already? Perhaps they had heard Clive? Perhaps they could hear our voices in the tree-house? Just how secret was my hideout, really? I realised just how desperate I was to meet Emily there again. I had to keep this top-secret. I had to be even more careful - now there was so much more to play for.Mum was surprised I helped make dinner, and surprised I started on it so early. But I. At first I was hesitant, but my curiosity got the better of me and I went anyway. As it turned out it was rather cool. He had made a copy of her picture and enlarged it for the video in which he taped himself jacking off and shooting his load all over her crotch in the photo. Then he asked me if I minded if he jerked off in the parking lot while re-watching the video. I said I didn’t mind but this did make me feel weird.Little did I know my cock began to stir and I began which surprised me, and.