I couldn’t help myself, I pulled my dick out of my boxers and began slowly petting and playing with it. This turned into a slow but steady stroke. I... couldn’t cum though, I was distracted thinking of my mother spending all weekend servicing my cock, and now here she was riding my father like nothing happened. They finished and went silent. I just laid in bed, still hard, but I was no longer trying to get myself there. Then I heard an unexpected sound that made me jump. My door creaked open and. Volumes were put into the wrong places and a layer of dust covered everything. Silmaria sank into the chair before the desk with a frustrated groan. The Gnari girl missed Master Edwin. He had loved this chair. The chair was a sturdily crafted cherry wood with intricately carved figures of animals both mystical and mundane roaming all over the smooth surface. The seat was a rich blue satin stuffed with feather down. During her youth, Silmaria was often assigned to the care of the study, tending. This one I knew well and loved. It was the sound of Roberta moaning in pleasure. The dildo began to move faster, increasing its depth in my ass until Roberta’ hips were pressed tight against me and grinding. A moment later I heard crying and was so glad to hear it. When Roberta comes very hard she makes a sound that anyone but me would mistake for crying. And that sound was now coming from her in spades. When her orgasm had passed she rested her forearms on my back, panting. But the dildo only. ’ He mumbled fumbling his fingers against the hooks of her bra. She grabbed his hands. ‘STOP!’ she said. ‘Ok.’ He said to her but not two minutes later was back at it again. She leaned back and let him fumble at her breasts sighing inwardly she didn’t want to say no and have him hate her forever but this was doing nothing for her. ‘Baby I gotta go to the potty I’ll be right back.’ She said excusing herself before he could say anything. Her mind swirled as she went into the bathroom and sat in.