The top of my hand presses against the inner part of your other leg and I feel you open your legs even more so that my hand can continue to move up to...ward your moistening girl spot. Back and forth, round and round, my fingers creep closer to that wet, warm pleasure place, pushing up your skirt as they move farther up between your thighs. A few seconds later I can feel your silky soft pussy hair against my little finger and know I am close. A little more, and my little finger brushes against. Up close the hotmother could see that little Jenny had 'her' small, satin-gloved handwrapped around the stiffly hard and visibly throbbing, parental organ,slowly caressing the turgid length. The hotly excited and sensuouslygowned father was panting with wild desire as 'she' avidly sucked on 'her'ethereal child's hotly sucking lips.Slowly, ever so slowly, the hyper-excited mother slowly reached forwardand her own hands, gloved in sensuously slick and highly exciting satin,slid under the softly. My husband called out that he would be back in an hour, he needed to get something. "You son of a bitch!" I yelled after him as he slammed the door shut. I knew full well the "something" he had to get was my younger sister he had obsessed over since the day we met. He must not have made it to my mother's house because he never came back. He locked the door from the outside as well, leaving us trapped in here forever. Unless someone finds us. Better in here then out there I suppose. My husband. Both sets of parents planned to arrive several days before the wedding to get to know each other. It would be an opportunity for Cam and Glynnis to show them around their lovely village and the surrounding area.It seemed appropriate that Sunday dawned bright and sunny with a cool breeze from the Northwest. Glynnis and Jamie waited patiently as the twin turboprop aircraft taxied slowly to the airport gate. It would be a short walk from the aircraft into the terminal and across to the baggage.