When I was 9 years old, I woke up for some reason and went to my parents room. When they weren't in there, I went to the family room where I heard something in the basement.
I snuck downstairs and as I turned the corner to the finished basement I could see through the glow of the TV my mom on all fours and my dad behind her pushing in and out.
I knew what s** was at 9, but had no idea what it looked like. It took me a while to understand what was going on. I kept watching my moms t*** swaying back and forth as my dad rocked into her.
I was about to say something when my dad let out this huge grunt and slammed really hard into my mom. I watched as he pulled out his p**** which had already begun to lose it's firmness.
I quickly snuck back up stairs, the whole time feeling my own v***** getting wet.
I was too young to m********* at 9, but remembering that sight got me off many times during my teens.