You are my mom. Dad is on a business trip and you have needs. You give me some money to go to the movies, but I get back early. I hear moans coming from upstairs, I slowly ascend the stairs and find the for left slightly open, I can only see a bit of your face and supple breasts. You don't see me but I see you, thrusting yourself against an unseen figure begging him to fuck you harder, to use you, saying that you need a cock. In the middle of your demands you catch a glimpse of me, looking at me, you look shocked and I can see on your face your about to stop, but then I notice you smile slightly...