The sight of his mum nipple was the best thing that he had ever seen. She had large areolas, with nipples that were small. He tried to keep looking at... his mums body, but she would look over every now and again, and he would have to make up some excuse. He had though about having " the talk " with his mum, but he never knew how to approach his mum about such a subject. His mum then said " Andrew do you have a girlfriend ", his reply was " no, i dont like any of the girls at my school ". This. It was about 8:00 PM and Anne Marie and I were just winding down the weekend out on our back deck. Luckily it is somewhat secluded, so she was only wearing a pair of “boy short” underwear from Victoria’s Secret and a very see through thin white shirt. We were drinking some Sangria, and I was starting to really appreciate watching her suck on the booze-soaked fruit. She knew she was teasing me, but I could tell by her clearly visible nipples and the wet spot on her underwear that she was. Dad said “ohhh ahh.” Dad then moved down on mom and spread her legs and kissed her pussy. He then licked her pussy and made it wet. Dad was eating mom’s pussy and pleasuring her, mom was moaning “aaaaahhahhahhaha ummmmm aaaaaummmm.” Dad then moved up on mom kissing her stomach and boobs and came face to face with mom and she kissed him. Dad was fingering mom’s wet pussy. Dad then pulled his boxers out and pulled mom towards him, now both of them were on their knees, mom kissing dad and he had. ‘Goodbye…’ he said it, not to me, but more to himself, as if contemplating what the word meant. ‘I’ve been looking for you,’ his soft voice caressed me gently. ‘Well here I am.’ A moment passed and he still made no move. ‘She’s not weak, Kira, she’s strong,’ he said at last, passion igniting in his voice. ‘Oh god, how much did you hear?’ I looked away now to stare at the floor with tears running down my face again, this time in shame. ‘No, Kira, no!’ he whispered harshly as he quickly.