They reached a break in the trees, through which they could see Lily Granger's house. Deftly, Cindy led the fourteen year old boy off to one side, so that they would approach the house along the left wall; there was a window there, a window that looked directly into the living room of the cabin…

They exited the woods, Cindy and Eddie still holding hands, and walked up through the yard. Quietly, they walked toward the house. And then…

"Aaahhhhhhhh, it hurts, it hurts, but it's sooo good, lover, so gooooodddd!"

Cindy and Eddie stopped near the front window having made the turn toward the front of the house. Alarmed, the teenage boy looked at Cindy. "What was that?" he breathed.

"I… I don't know," Cindy replied, "Come on Eddie, let's look in the window." She drew him over there, tugging at his hand, just in time to hear another cry emanate from within the cabin.

"Aiiiieeeeee, loverrrr!"

They reached the window and Eddie, his mind confused, peered in past the partially-closed curtains. He saw nothing at first, until he let his eyes drop to the floor before the old couch – and then he froze, his mind exploding in a kaleidoscope of shocked horror. He opened his mouth to cry out, but Cindy behind him, circled his waist with one arm clamped her other hand over his mouth to muffle the cry before it could be put to voice.

Eddie sagged back against her as the first moment of rigidity left him and surprised shock overcame him. His wide, expressive eyes bulged with disbelief as he stared unblinkingly at the scene which assailed his vision. His mother… and Carl… oh God, he was… fucking her crazy, right there on the floor… both of them naked and thrashing around like animals, Carl's thing all hard and wet jammed far up inside his mother's belly… his mother's big beautiful tits bobbing beneath him… such huge hot tits his mother had… God, she looked beautiful, all naked and hot that way!