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Summerisle
Chapter Four
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Toby lay on his back in bed. He had woken up due the noise about 20 minutes ago. Now he was breathing slowly and shallowly, intent on listening to the sounds echoing through the house from the bedroom directly above his.
Toby knew that his parents had sex of course, but he had never heard them like this! The creaking of the bed frame teamed with his father’s moans and cries of pleasure and, more vocally, his mother, were like something out of the movies he had “borrowed” from his father’s secret collection a couple of times.
The sounds, particularly the moaning, were having quite an effect on the 17-year old. His cock stirred under the sheets as his mother panted and cried out in pleasure. It was all too much for Toby. He reached beneath the sheets, pushed his shorts off and began to jerk his cock in time to the groans.
He knew if he closed his eyes, he could imagine the cries
coming from somebody else. Toby imagined
Toby imagined
Something odd began to happen to Toby’s fantasy. He had
just begun to kiss
Yet the image of his younger sister thrusting her hips with each stroke of his cock, thrashing her head from side to side, all the while making those loud groans of ecstatic pleasure, did nothing to stop Toby from enjoying playing with himself. If anything, he increased the speed and intensity of his strokes.
Toby’s eyes flew open. Had he just heard that?”] Toby listened carefully, again he heard the muffled voice pant, “Fuck my ass, please uuuuuuuhhhh.”
Toby closed his eyes again. The image of
Now the image shifted again. No longer was
“Oh. My. God!” thought Toby. “I’m fucking my mom! I’m fucking my mom in the ass!” At that moment, his hand and sheets were drenched in cum.
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