I hid in the bathroom for a good hour and when I came out everyone was gone. Dad got to fuck her ass while the other guy was in her pussy and her husband was fucking her throat. Indian xxx I remember Mom forcing Dad and I to wear matching shirts and ties and then dragging us both down to the photo studio. He tasted of cigarettes. Then Mom asked, “So little man, do you want to fuck your mother?”
I took her back up to my bedroom and we stayed there until it was time for Mom to fix Dad’s lunch. She smiled at me as she pulled her panties up into place. It was a big wooden book and on the front was that year’s family portrait. It was about six o’clock when I went down to see all of the presents like I always did and then I would return to my bed and wait for Mom and Dad to wake me up.
