As I walked down the hall I saw a light coming from my parents bedroom which was strange for that time of night. I was about to go in and see if ever...ything was all right when I heard mom moaning. I looked through the half open door and dad was fucking mom. They were in their late 40's at the time and I had never thought of them as sexual. I watched and my cock grew insistent that it was too confined. I released my cock and could not take my eyes off of the scene before me. Dad fucked her. She had encouraged me to take long walks and was helping to correct my eating habits.Without her, I would do the things that needed to be done. I would endure the difficulties and work through the pain. If I cut myself, I would put a piece of duct tape on the wound and continue with my work. With Dawn, I had another person to think about. I had to think about her needs, her worries, and her wishes.Somehow, with all those thoughts running through my brain, I once again drifted off into a fitful. But I found as I turned, Jon's weight pressed into my firmly pushing me hard up against the wall. "JON?" I said loudly."Shhhhh, its ok." He whispered. His hand softly caressed the flesh on my ass up and down and with every stroke moved slightly further and further toward my still shower wet pussy hairs. "Ohhhh" he moaned into my ear as his fingers finally brushed my bush. He seemed to be pushing his waist into the softness of my ass even harder now. His cock had grown even further I noticed.. Todo se manejaba con extremo sigilo, ellos comprobaron que fuéramos reales y que la pareja con la que yo asistiría fuera mi esposo, resulta que las parejas admitidas deben ser exclusivamente esposos o mujeres solas, nada de hombres solos ni prostitutas... Nos asignaron nombres "clave", una dirección para dejar nuestro auto y otra en donde se llevaría a cabo el "encuentro"... Nos dijeron que dicha fiesta sería temática, esa noche el "tema" era el viejo oeste, nuestro atuendo OBLIGATORIO era un.