.. making my favorite breakfast. There's probably some other things that I'll think of later."All the while she hadn't let go of me from that hug."You... are very welcome, Karen. I don't think I've ever experienced a night like last night either. Something about us seemed to just happen without our even trying. Did you feel that way?" Uh huh. Just like that. Just like I didn't have a mind of my own ... that I was going to sleep with you no matter what." Then I'm one hell of a lucky guy," I said,. I fake an orgasm and seem exhausted. “you going to finish soon?” In time in time. He keep his pace and just looks at me. I talk dirty and rach for his nuts. Feels like two baseballs in a sack. He likes it and starts to grunt. “Come for me honey” he keeps on going. I ask if we change position would it help? No he said. He stops and tells me the fake orgasm did not help, I ask how he knew it was fake? He told me my vagina did not change. I tell him its because his dick is so big. Never had one. So, stark naked, I tiptoed down the pitch-black hallway to my parents’ bedroom. The door was slightly creaky, so I had to open it carefully, but I managed it without awakening either of them. Then, making my way to the end of the bed, I lifted the duvet, and slipped under.As usual, mum was sleeping on the left, dad on the right. Neither wore a shred of clothing, which surprised but delighted me. I felt their legs either side of me, and they stirred slightly. Up I went, continuing my stealthy. I impressed him with my orgasm. The both of us were getting tired. I suggested he fuck me missionary, cum, and we could have a rest and if we wanted too, have another session in an hour or so. “Where have you been all my life?” he asked. “I said looking out my window at a guy masturbating.” “Oh shit you saw me did you?” “What do you think turned me on?” “Well that’s one time I am not ashamed to be seen flogging the dog, so to speak. Look where it got the two of us.” “You never know before the.