“This is perverted”, Lisa told herself as she crept down the darkened hallway of her house, moving closer to the soft moans coming from her parents bedroom.
It was almost one o’clock in the morning, and Lisa, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightie had been fighting the urge to peek for ages.
Thoughts of being caught flashed into her mind, the outrage of her parents, the embarrassment of it.
But other images flashed too. Images off passionate, wriggling bodies and glistening skin… a hard cock, swaying testicles… legs sensually spread wide and spasming.
Lisa couldn’t help herself, she had to look,Quietly, she opened her parents bedroom door.
In the darkness, Lisa crept silently forward, until she could see the bed, and the writhing bodies upon it.