Stephen stepped forward and peered through the crack. The woman was laying on the bed, her legs spread as wide as they could be, and the man who Stephen had a gut feeling was, as of a few hours ago his mom, was on top of her. His arms were holding only the woman's ankles spread apart as his cock slid in and out of her rapidly. Every push caused the woman to moan and her arms were straining to reach up and pull him in as far as he could go. He felt awkward to be watching such a thing happening but, being the teen he was, he couldn't help but watch.

"Andrew...come on...come on..." the woman moaned through gritted teeth as the man on top of her sneered and he pushed his hands off her ankles and leaned forward, grabbing her arms and yanking them above her head. She moaned again and looked up at him with an equally passionate, lust-filled glance and she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him even tighter. "That's it...come to mama..."

"You're gonna get it..." he whispered and forced a kiss onto her lips, even as she pushed her head up to meet his. Her hands strained and she seemingly fought his grip but it only made her body press further up off the bed and his lips left hers and worked their way down her neck and only her breasts. She let out a little yelp as his teeth nipped at a nipple before his mouth enveloped it. Her hips bucked against his as his tempo picked up. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room and Stephen, for all he could do, stood there and watched from the hallway.

There was no way they could last for long at their pace and the level of heat being generated by the two of them, though he wondered just how far things could go. Looking past them, he spotted the closet door slightly ajar with not only a perfect shot of the bedroom but, if he played his cards right, a perfect shot into the master bathroom as well.