I needed a drink badly.We unloaded our luggage and made for the porch. This was the most beautiful place in the world to me. I remember Aden's parents... would drive us up here, we'd swim and barbecue every day, chase frogs and try to find foxes and rabbits to take back home as pets.When we learned to drive, we would bring girls up here. Things were great then. I missed the fishing too. We would come up twice a year and fish, Aden and I. Just us boys. He would tell me all about Miranda, a girl he. Jack looked at his wife and daughter as he stepped into the room and instantly, he felt guilt as he thought of how he had fucked Beth Simpson at the Relax Inn. Jack sensed that something was off and immediately thought that his wife was likely lecturing Lisa about something. His goal was to get out of the room as quickly as possible.Lisa looked at her father who acted like he would rather be anywhere else than standing there. “Did your client meeting go well tonight?” Lisa’s mom asked her dad. He pulled back, pulling out until just the head was still inside her, and rammed himself deep in her. Chantal let out a sexy moan and said, “YESSSS, more.” He built up a steady pace, pounding her, working it from side to side, deeper with each stroke. He was spanking her bubble butt hard and gripped her hips so tightly he left imprints in her skin from his nails digging into her flesh. Harder . . . he fucked. Harder still . . . she fucked back, grinding on his dick and doing magic with her. Sadly our debauched fling had to end when my end-of-senior break was over and it was time to go away to start college. Looking back, it is probably just as well, because she was steering me down a very perverted path. We had reached a point where she would routinely tie my outstretched arms to the sides of the bed so she was free to use me however she wanted. Then, during the last couple of weeks of our ‘sessions’, she’d started to insist I was installed with a butt plug, to get me broken-in,.