Chapter 3951 The Descent Fetish:>>Ep78

He watched a few moments, feet frozen to the floor as his mother rode his father slowly about 20 feet in front of him. His eyes roamed along the silhouette of his mother's womanly figure as her hips undulated on top his father and she arched her back in pleasure. As soon as his muscles unseized he raced upstairs to his room and dove under the covers. His heart was pounding, and his brow was wet with perspiration but the strangest of all was the blood that had rushed to his midsection. It was one of those moments in early adolescence that seemed propelled by a mix of confusing emotions and hormones, but Cam knew better at the time and decided to bury it all the same. Now, standing outside of the guest room where his mother was being plowed by a couple of jocks from high school the truth had resurfaced with a vengeance. If it had been a fluke of puberty when he was 14, he could have continued to ignore it. But with the experience last night with Foster and now here, it had become impossible to deny.