I remembered to shut down the computer before I left it.She was sitting in the living room drinking a beer which her mother allowed at home. She had n...ot put her top back on. It wasn’t the first time I’d seen those well-rounded tits. She had been getting less and less careful about covering up around me and I had seen most parts of her curvy body at one time or another. She knew I enjoyed it and I have to admit that I did.She was a self-confident one. When I sat down to give her lecture she kind. I looked up to see both of them rubbing themselves as they watched us. I didn't know where to look. Should I look at the mom and daughter or should I look at my mom sucking my nipple. She moaned as she moved lower down my tummy reaching my cock. She wrapped her hand around it. "Oh baby, you have such a lovely cock!" She started to lick the head and move down towards my balls. I looked at the voyeurs on the balcony. They were rubbing each other now. Sara had her hands in her mom's shorts and her. The others did little more than reinforce the way that she felt. Whenever she looked around, they were laughing and joking while she sat apart and alone. Just like always. It felt a lot worse after they’d all found their way in the Departures area. More of the same laughing and joking while she was mostly ignored. Thankfully her flight boarded first. A quick look back and she saw that nobody was looking at her as she stood up to walk to the gate where he flight would be boarding soon. No one. I was the best man, she looked magnificent in her white dress. You, well, you were you. I can’t comment on you too much lest people get the wrong idea, haha. I remember when your son was born, my godson. The topic came up of what to name him. You simply said ‘Its Bradley Scott.’ It wasn’t a suggestion, it was a statement, as if your wife had no say. She looked perplexed, then I understood, you’d never ever told her about your brother. Hell, she hadn’t met your parents until the wedding, so it.