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By its very nature, a hole in a wall can be looked through from both sides.

Jeannie Jefferson had been looking through one of those handy holes while her mother blew the workman.

Jeannie had made all the rooms up and was pushing her cart back towards the storeroom when it occurred to her that if they were having some carpentry done, there would probably be some further cleaning up to do. She had no idea what sort of carpentry was being done, of course, nor was she much interested. Her mother and father had taken over management of the Shady Nook on a whim as far as she could see, and she was not at all thrilled by spending her summer vacation working as a chamber maid. Still, it wasn't too bad. The worst part was that she was afraid she would not get to meet any boys that summer, living in these surroundings.

Jeannie had discovered boys the summer before.

She was still cherry, but she had no firm intentions to remain one and had fooled around a little with three different boys. She loved to have horny boys feel her up. They got so awfully excited. She had gone as far as to jerk one stout young lad off, when he was so hot and desperate that she had taken pity on him. It was an act of charity she had convinced herself. He was whimpering with such obvious need that it would have been cruel and heartless to leave him unsatisfied. And once she had started stroking his raging prick, she had really enjoyed it, too. She had simply loved the way his cum spurted out.

But that was as far as she had ever gone.

Maybe, this summer, I'll go further, she thought.

Jeannie was looking forward to her first fuck.

She finger fucked herself every night and most mornings as she thought about the pleasure ahead of her. If her stiff fingers felt so lovely when they slid up her cunt, how wonderful would a big, hard, hot cock feel? And if it thrilled her so much to see jism shoot out from her pumping fist, what would it be like when she felt that thick, hot stuff hosing her cunt?

Yes, she was more than ready to get fucked. But she wasn't thinking about sex now – she was thinking that she had better get the cleaning done while she had the hand cart out, so she wouldn't have to do it later. She had pushed the cart almost to the storeroom when this thought came to her. How long would the carpentry take? She decided to sneak a cigarette while she waited. Her parents didn't know that she smoked, and although they both smoked like chimneys, she didn't think they would approve. She slipped into one of the vacant units and lit up, feeling naughty as she puffed on the cigarette. Then, simply because she felt naughty, she wondered if she should give herself a nice hand job while she waited. It was a pleasant thought. But then she decided against it. She wasn't really feeling at all horny at the moment, and she figured it would be better to wait until her pussy was hot before she played with it. It seemed kind of a waste to finger fuck herself simply to kill time.

She smoked the cigarette down to the filter, then stubbed it out and flushed the evidence down the toilet.

She pushed the cart back.

As she approached, she could hear the sound of a drill.

I wonder what Mom and Dad are having done? She wondered. All the rooms had been redecorated just before the Jeffersons had taken over the motel, so it couldn't be anything major.

Now, which room had they gone in?

She stopped outside, listening. She couldn't tell which of the adjoining rooms the sound was coming from. Well, it was easy enough to find out. She opened the door of the first room.

It was empty.

Jeannie was about to step back out when she saw the point of a drill come poking out through a wall.

Gee, the carpenter must have made a mistake, she thought. There could be no possible reason to have a hole through the wall from one motel unit to the other, could there? She stepped up to the wall, frowning as she saw the sawdust that had curled down on the carpet. Then she saw that there was a second hole, below the first. That carpenter must not have a clue what he is doing, she figured. He must have miscalculated the angles or some thing. But what was the point in drilling holes, anyhow? She stood there for a moment, puzzling over it.

Then, strictly out of curiosity, Jeannie went over and put her eye to one of the holes.

She gasped.

Her mother was sitting on the bed – and the front of her jumpsuit was unzipped, displaying her big tits and her curly red cunt bush! Jeannie was astounded. Was her mother getting senile or something? Didn't she realize that she was exposed?

Then the carpenter came into sight.

Jeannie gasped again.

The front of his overalls jutted out, proudly and openly displaying what could only be a hard-on!

What on earth was going on?

Then she found out.

Stunned and shocked, hardly able to believe her eyes, the girl watched as her mother opened the man's fly. At first, she was far too bewildered to feel sexually aroused by this. But then her mother began to lick the swollen purple head of his prick, and she began to pant heavily, her moist breath steaming out against the wall.

Her mother sucked carpenter cock!

It was no wonder that the girl was shocked.

But, too, it was no wonder that she began to feel stimulated by the erotic sight, for she loved cocks, herself, although she had little experience of them. And to see that delicious-looking slab of hot cock meat slipping in and out of her mother's willing lips was electrifying! She had never realized that cock sucking was the sort of thing that proper women did. She thought only whores did such things. But now that she found that her very own mother was a cock sucker. She began to wish that she had a cock of her own to suck. It certainly did look yummy.

And from the expression on her mother's face, a cock must taste every bit as good as it looked, for Marlene's sensual face was contorted by a look of rapture as her lips and tongue worked so skillfully on the carpenter's prick.

Jeannie's pussy began to simmer.

She saw a trickle of cum run down her mother's chin.

Her own mouth started to water.

Jeannie cupped a hand to her cunt, as if to contain the lust that was starting to rage within her. Her clit felt like a stick of dynamite against her palm, and she knew that hot cunt juice was soaking the crotch of her panties and starting to run down her thighs – just like the jism was running down her mother's chin!

Hardly realizing what she was doing, Jeannie tugged her panties down and lifted the short skirt of her maid's uniform. Standing against the wall, her eye glued to the spy hole in utter fascination, she began to finger fuck her pussy. She ran her fingertips along the unfurled pussy lips and stroked her tingling clit. She slowly pushed her middle finger up her steaming cunt, then began pushing three stiff fingers up while she used her other hand to massage her clit. Her ass and hips twitched wildly, and her belly rubbed against the wall. Her panting mouth was writhing, as if it were full of cock.

She saw the carpenter spill his thick load of cum into her mother's hungry mouth. She saw the woman gulp the stuff down and suck another hot wad out, drinking it with relish.

Jeannie felt ready to faint.

She had never been so hot before – not even when she had jerked off the boy – so hot that her cunt was almost numb, almost unable to feel the caress of her hands.

She watched while her mother used her tongue to lick the cum that had run down the carpenter's prick and pooled on his balls.

Then the performance in the adjoining room was ended.

The carpenter was tucking his spent prick back in his fly, and her mother had fallen back along the bed, smiling with cum-smeared lips, obviously contented and satisfied by cock sucking.