Peeping at home

You approach the house and hears some noise at the door. Quietly opening the door, you can already clearly hear your mother's moans from the kitchen. Your feet seemed to move towards these sounds by themselves.

The picture of David's sex with your mother has opened up to you again. Do they have no shame left at all? You are ready to swear that David knew perfectly well at what moment you would return and built this for your humiliation. But you couldn't just turn away. Your mom looked like a cheap prostitute. Her face expressed incredible pleasure, her pupils seemed to have completely disappeared behind the upper eyelids. But for some reason, your gaze kept returning to David's huge penis. It was like he was cutting your mom's vagina with his device.

You suddenly realized that madness is happening in your pants.