We heard you." You heard us from downstairs?" Umm... No. Becky and I heard you from my room. We were having sex in my room at the same time as you and... Dad."I watched as Mom's legs clamped tight, and she put her hands on her knees."You mean you were listening to us while you fucked Becky?" Um... Yeah," I said as I dropped my head down and looked at the floor."Tommy... You're making me wet with this talk." I'm sorry, Mom. I just didn't want to keep any secrets from you." Well, back to what I was. He pulled her close and whispered in her ear. “You need to ‘participate’, you to need to be an eager’, and willing’, participant. Do you understand what I’m saying?”“I’ll do anything you want. Please… just don’t hurt my son.”“I can tell you will. I can tell you’re a good mother, one that will do anything to protect her son.”John held her close and tenderly kissed her on the lips. She was surprised at how gentle he was. She returned his kiss, cautiously. She knew she had to. She was frightened.. If you aren’t looking for something with a deeper theme, you would be better off reading elsewhere. If you like a good tale then read on. Please send feedback good or bad! It is always appreciated. Thanks and enjoy! * Saturday afternoon found me sitting in the balcony of an old Chinese Theater downtown. Cale had talked me into a classic Kung-Fu film festival. Normally I would be at home catching up on errands I hadn’t had time to deal with during the week. Alone. I snuggled in closer to. I began to slowly pull all the way out and softly thrusting back deep inside her every time she let out a loud gasp that slowly began to turn into moaning. I could tell that deep is where she wanted it, where she needed my cock. So I held it back in again giving her little shallow twists and trusts while I was buried inside of her. Now she was really loosing all control. Her moans began to quicken and her hips began to trust agains mine as I could tell she was building up to an orgasm. "OH.