She flashed quick view of her tits to Dad. I could only see side-boob. When Mom dropped the bra at her feet, Dad’s face lit up with a smile. Mom ran her fingertips up from her hips, over her narrow waist and up her ribs to cradle each tit in her hand. I could tell she was jiggling them. A tent started growing at Dad’s groin lifting the bedclothes.
Mom bent toward Dad at the waist and shook her boobs at him. Again, I could only see a little side-boob. I was frantic to see more. I got my wish when Mom turned around and bent at the waist again as she pulled her panties down over her hips to her knees and let them drop. Mom’s tits were huge. I almost cummed right then. With her tits dangling in front of me, she reached around and spread her ass-cheeks to show Dad her rose-bud and pussy. My cock was so unbelievably hard and I was breathing very heavily. I tried to quiet myself. I felt like everyone in the house could probably hear me breathing.
Suddenly, Dad threw back the covers and crawled down the bed and knelt on the floor behind Mom. She started to stand back up but Dad moved his face to her pussy. I couldn’t see what he was doing but I could imagine. Mom bent over again to watch what Dad was doing. All I could see of Dad was his boner bouncing in front of him, his knees on the carpet and his hands on Mom’s hips. Mom’s body blocked everything else as she was watching Dad between her legs. Her hands moved to her knees to brace herself.
Out of curiosity I looked at Dad’s boner. It was the first cock, other than mine, that I had ever seen. It was strange seeing a cock from such a different vantage point. Now I understood what Mini was raving about that afternoon. Dad’s cock was considerably smaller than mine.
Mom’s head suddenly snapped up and she was looking directly at me, except she wasn’t seeing anything. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open. She started groaning rather loudly considering there were others in the house. The spy-hole didn’t offer much additional audio but it wasn’t necessary as Mom began moaning, “OHHHHH…OHHHH…OHHHHH. FUCK. YES. FUCK. YES.”
One of Dad’s hands moved from Mom’s hips to his cock and he started jerking himself off but he never moved otherwise. I wished I could see what he was doing between Mom’s thighs. Whatever it was, Mom clearly loved every second of it.
I was furiously jacking on my cock and I wasn’t far from cumming. I had stashed a towel in the closet just for this purpose. I grabbed it and wrapped it around the end of my cock just as began shooting my load. My body wracked hard but I kept my eye glued to the spy-hole. After I had shot my last rope of cum, I dabbed the towel on the tip of my cock and went right back to jerking myself off. My cock didn’t soften one little bit.
Mom was now in a continuous moan. She had dropped her head back down to watch Dad. Her head was blocking my view of her tits. Suddenly she snapped her head back up and her hips fired forward too. Her mouth formed an “O” as her facial muscles contorted her face in a mask. Her legs were trembling and her knees buckled twice but she was able to catch herself. Her hips snapped back toward Dad and his hand came off his cock and grabbed her hip again to hold her up. She groaned out loud, “OH FUCK. OH FUCK. BABY. I’MMM CUUUMMMINNNGGG. OH SWEET JESUS.” Everyone in the house knew that Mom was having an orgasm. She groaned like that for more than a minute.