"My eyes were glued to them, not missing a single quiver of their passion-torn bodies. Then, when it seemed that mom had only pumped on dad's cock two or three times, he came, going into a great, violent convulsion. 'Ohhhhhh, maaaam-mmmaaaa… mmmmmmmmmmm… ' he moaned as he lifted his dripping face from mom's cunt. "That was great… great… GREAT!’

"Then about the time he uttered the last 'great,' it was my turn. My finger in my cunt hole and my make-believe man-cock in my mouth were the bombs, but the sight of my parents releasing their great passion in a gigantic come was the fuse that set off the explosion in me, giving me the biggest, wildest, most thrilling orgasm I'd ever had in my life. My come literally poured from my cunt, running down my thighs in rivulets of liquid fire, completely draining away all of my strength. Dimly I was conscious of slumping down on the floor of the closet in a limp, naked heap.

"In what seemed like a deep, euphoric dream hours later, but really only a minute or two later, I heard a voice whispering urgently very close to me. ‘Francine, honey… quick, get up and go to your room! Your pa's gone to the bathroom but he'll be back in a minute and then it'll be too late. C'mon, hurry!' It was my mom, of course, and mustering my little remaining strength, I gathered up my nightgown and did her bidding.

"That was beautiful, mom… really beautiful. Thanks a million for letting me watch,' I sort of mumbled as I left their bedroom and headed for my own.

"And mom answered hurriedly, rather matter-of-factly: ‘You're welcome, honey. I just hope that you learned something that will help to protect you when you get to New York. The whole idea of the sixty-nine you just saw is to have satisfying sex without getting pregnant… and without having to use those awful contraceptives. Good night, dear.’