Dad often said she saw a lot of herself in me, and that was why she was stricter with me than he was.
From watching so many pornos over the past few months, I knew exactly what was happening and my little pussy started to tingle like crazy.
Sneaking through the kitchen, I peered around the doorway and saw my mom, her back to me, bouncing up and down on some strange man's cock while he pawed all over her big, bouncing tits.
Most of Mom and Dad's disagreements stemmed from the fact that Dad drank too much and that Mom brought home more money than he did.
Mom never made that an issue, but I knew it bugged my dad at times.
Still, he seemed content to work when he could and otherwise hang out at bars and strip clubs (one of which his best friend owned), boozing it up with his pals.