We shook hands as I entered. He was much older than me, I think mid-forties. He was slim Chinese man with a slight gut, bald, and looked actually pret...ty average in most respects. As I entered his apartment, I noticed he was watching some basketball probably nervously awaiting my arrival. He directed me to his room and I started to take off my jacket and bag. We chatted a bit about our emails and then he asked about me having a big cock. I laughed and said I was a rare winner in the asian. His rump seemed to rise with each of my strokes and he was groaning low."Is this Ok, daddy," I quietly asked. My hand kept moving holding him tightly in my fist wanting to please him. In the darkness lightning flashed thru the window lighting the entire room brightly, I realized that my head was merely inches from my mother's hairy pussy. Dad had apparently been playing with her in her stupor because her labia were swollen and gaping open."Yes baby," he murmured. I felt his hands begin running. Gwendolyn Morrow was thirty-seven, wife and mother of Daniel, their seventeen year old son. Everyone called her Gwen which somehow seemed more apt for a woman who stood only 4’9”. She was pretty, if not gorgeous, a pleasant face, short black hair, dark complexion and deep green eyes. Although short in stature her body was perhaps her best feature with full breasts and hips which caught ones eyes the moment she entered a room. A small waist and curvaceous legs completed her attention getting. Then I heard moans I come to the conclusion that somebody fucking inside.Out of curiosity I took a stool and put it near a window of the toilet. I just climbed it and I saw that one guy was bent and holding wall for support and another guy is holding his neck and fucking him. I was shocked to see that it was Pawan who was fucking the other guy.Suddenly my phone rang I was shocked and Pawan saw me. I climbed down and went downstairs.I don’t know what to do. Picture of toilet and Pawan fucking.