I blew out a sigh of relief. "Good," I said.
She reached down and freed my c**k from the front of my boxers, and then slid it back into her drenched p***y. "Very good," she corrected me. Then she drove her tongue into my mouth and moaned as my thick shaft filled her up.
* * *
For the rest of the time I was home, I was always concerned that my dad would catch me looking at my mother inappropriately, but he never did. That afternoon, Catherine and I finished her living room. That night, I gave my mother the show she had been waiting for, f*****g Catherine's perfect ass while Mom watched through the binoculars from my bedroom.
At first, I wasn't sure I would be able to do it. I had never really gotten turned on by being watched before. Once I was buried in the snug perfection of Catherine
