Play It Loud

Play It Loud When I wanted to see my parents have sex, this was my typical practice. I could tell when my parents were going to start fucking. I had a lot of joy watching them have sex daily.    I was thrilled that my parents were reunited. Even after so many years of marriage, they still enjoy their sex life. When the time was right, I carefully opened the door to my room and walked out towards my parents' room. This time, though, the scenario was completely different than usual.   I noticed my younger brother (1.5 years younger than me) stroking his cock and peering into my parents' bedroom via the keyhole. I knew precisely what he was doing because I would have done the same thing if he hadn't been there.   He was stroking the length of his manhood with his right hand, which was 7 inches long. It wasn't the first time I'd seen his genitalia. I've sneaked a couple of glances at him. Even though I'd seen his cock before, each stroke increased my desire for it. I'm not going to lie to you. His cock was amazing. I went up to my brother, shaking my head and clearing all these thoughts from my mind. He noticed my shadow approaching him. He froze when he turned around. He hadn't expected to be apprehended.   But he regained control and placed his finger on his lips, signaling me not to make a sound. I approached him and took a seat next to him. "What are you doing here?" I said quietly. "Take a look," he urged. I knew what I was going to see in the back of my mind. My mother was naked on the bed when I came in. My mom was…

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