My struggle ceased and I became very still; it was as if I thought my stillness would hide me as I lay there. Slowly I lifted my eyes to confront the ...two figures that blocked the warm orange glow of the Tiffany lamp that sat on the desk to my right. And as my eyes met those of Cecile and my aunt Susan, it felt as if the glow of that lamp had transferred itself into my body. Flushed with excruciating embarrassment, I watched the two women centre their gaze on my throbbing erection as I lay there. The middle digit was delving into her hollow, sometimes joined by a second. It was like a porno scene from a video. Only it was live, my mom, and ten times more sizzling than anything I had ever seen. Mother had her eyes half shut, she was moaning with excitement, and oblivious to my being a secret spectator to the revealing of mom's juicy genitalia, and her auto-erotic manipulations. I was harder than a billy-club and my balls were as blue as a cop's cap. I watched as my parent showed me. I could taste her sweetness and she was so wet…there was no hiding her state of arousal. Cindi was still pushing herself towards me, wanting and NEEDING more and more. I was happy to oblige, and my tongue got a vigorous workout! I knew it wouldn’t be long before her first orgasm arrived. She was leaning to one side and her body was so tense…SO tense…that I couldn’t bear to deprive her any longer. I continued licking her clit and slid one, then two fingers, inside of her. Within seconds of. Edith opened the valve on the nozzle and gravity filled the fuel tank on the T model Ford."House call?" Edith asked."Little Johnny Shingle seems to have fallen off the barn roof. Mrs. Shingle opined that he had broken his arm," the Doctor said."You going to set it?" asked Jimmy."If it's broken, Jimmy," the Doctor said. "I will."Jimmy had aspirations of medical school and asked, "May I come and watch?" Why, yes," Doctor Shingle said. "Your strength might come in handy. I'd appreciate the help.".