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After dinner, we all went into the family room to watch a movie, after getting changed feet up of course, when I entered I was in a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, and I sat down in a big arm chair while Mom and Emma, who had both put on long t-shirts, took the couch and love seat. Dad had a blanket with him and laid down with Mom on the couch. He was wearing the same thing I was. Mary came in the room in a spaghetti strap shirt and a pair of shorts, with a blanket. She sat down on the arm of the chair at first. “Mind if I sit in your lap?” She asked. “No.” I said as Dad put on the movie, and the room went dark. I felt her sit on top of me, throw the blanket over us, then she shifted around for a moment. She leaned back against me, and as the movie started, I could feel something grabbing at my cock then letting it go. It was her ass. She was intentionally getting my cock hard and before too long it was, and sticking out my fly. She began jerking it off with her ass. “You like that?” She asked in a low voice so that no one would hear. “Yeah, but our parents.” I protested. “Look at them.” She whispered. Even indian though there was a blanket on top of them, I could make out Dad’s arm moving, groping mom’s tits. I heard mom let out a soft moan. He had just put his cock in her. Dad was fucking mom in plain view of all of us. We all know you didn’t exactly mean it as a compliment. “H-Hey!” Max said, trying to turn around to pull away, but he felt Nelson’s elbow and forearm press against the back of his head, pinning his face to the white shower walls. It would be easier to stop a supernova. In fact, this is a good point for YOU to massage your clit, while I rotate my fingers inside your alive vagina and your tight anus. At the bar she saw a very large muscular man who was in a lot of the hung photos and took a chance. Anael moaned, humming around my cock. I fall back on the indian bench exhausted but with a raging hard on. Like that she doesn’t wear a bra or panties under her sleep shirt. And they boarded the bus. "Yes." "Well, YEAH." It was guilty and wonderful, all at the same time, feeling like it might stretch right off my face and float away out my open window. “I knew it. I wrote down the number Peter gave me and passed it to Cat, sitting upright and naked in our rumpled bed. “But, you'll have to wait until later. I do not consider myself “Bi”, or didn’t until this incident occurred about which this story is written. She told me that she found it very embarrassing at first but she just ignores the stares from the men. Ray splashed at Ted, but the younger man had dived under. 'Well, let's see where this takes me...' “Daddy.” I sighed while mom took more pictures of us. She lay back, loving the touch of his tongue on her clit and liking the fact she could lay back for a bit. Or whatever. “I read the first one and it was so good, that I …” but she didn’t feet finish and she started blushing and turned away from them. “Right,” I said.