We both leaned towards each other and kissed passionately once again our tongues dancing around in each other's mouth, both of us enjoying just the sh...eer pleasure from that. We then stopped kissing and pulled apart both of us sweaty from the recent fucking. We both got dressed suddenly hearing the doorbell ring. Both of us looked at each other thinking that "shit we've made too much noise and now we've gotten caught". He looked at me then me at him. Dan then went and answered the door only to. Mom reluctantly replied, "We'll see."The journey was traveled in silence after the little exchange.I constantly felt my mom's prying eyes on me. Her eyes shiftedslowly to me when I wasn't looking. But she quickly focused onsomething else when I pretended to look in her directioncasually. It was getting a little uncomfortable for me."Mom, what is it? Is there something on my face?" I askedsweetly. I tilted my head, letting my hair fell freely. Iblinked my large eyes innocently.Mom was startled. We go to the door and she fumbles the key into the lock. I follow her up the stairs, down the hall to the master bedroom. As soon as we step across the threshold she turns and our lips connect once again. Pulling her close against me, she palms my hard cock through my trousers. I slide my finger tips down her arms, up her sides to cup her wonderful breasts rubbing my thumbs on her hardening nipples poking proudly through her thin shirt. Unable to wait any longer, I slip the straps to the shirt. I have to answer to your parents if anything happens, remember.’ ‘I know, Aunt Karen,’ Tommy said. He kept being surprised how his aunt acted from day to day. They were having a torrid sexual affair, but then other times she acted parental. He wasn’t sure what was going on now, was she being parental, or were there other reasons for the way she was acting? Like jealousy. ‘How old is this woman?’ his aunt asked. ‘I’m not sure,’ Tommy said. ‘I think she’s in her twenties. I mean, if she got.