Yes, head toward the door

You go to the main bedroom and find your son. He is laying back on the bed, with the new girl, Kendra, sitting on top of him, her ass in his lap, her skirt pulled up, and her panties to the side, as she rides his cock. You can't see much from your hiding place behind the door, but you can hear the sound of their bodies colliding, the wet slapping of her pussy against his cock, as her voice fills the room.

Jason is groaning, his hands on the girl's hips, his eyes closed in pleasure, his face flushed, his hair disheveled. His chest is heaving, his abs contracting as he thrusts up to meet her. His cock is thick and long.

Your prep talk seems to help him. He is getting his dick wet from the new girl in town. You are proud of his actions and want to leave and let him enjoy his moment of happiness. But the sight of the beautiful girl riding his cock is stirring something within you.

You didn't want what it was. Did you want to fuck her? Or something... else.

Kendra's breasts are large and perky, her nipples are hard and protruding through the thin fabric of her bra, her stomach is toned, and her legs are lean and muscular. Her skin is flawless, her face is beautiful, her eyes are bright, and her lips are full. She's moaning and grunting, her voice is husky, and her body is moving with a sensual grace; her movements are fluid and hypnotic.

She's riding Jason's cock, her hips rolling, her ass bouncing, her breasts shaking.