As soon as Ace pulled out, Tyrone plugged in. Try as I did, I couldn’t resist sneaking out for another peek at the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life. And you be damn sure not to knock her up. I wondered around the back and sides of the house looking for an open window I could reach without a ladder, but no such luck. The kids lie there, Maggie slow sucking the big black cock while the boy lovingly rubbed her back. On this crisp, cool, moonlit, fall evening, Maggie was supposed to be having a sleep-over at her girlfriend’s. Ty was still slow fucking her with his fingers, and had opened his pants to invite Maggie’s reciprocation. My voyeuristic nature nagged at me, and I shamefully could not resist. I couldn’t see too clearly in the dim light, but obviously it was our daughter lying prone between a boy’s spread legs. He let me take her to her bedroom so I could fuck her in her own bed!”
“Yeah, fuck, I know,” he went on, “I guess.
