She squirmed atop her son, working her pussy up and down his dick.He grunted and groaned. She panted and moaned. I loved it. My hair danced around my ...shoulders. I glanced to my right, at the phone recording this all. I winked for my mother watching us. A wave of heat shot through me.“Mommy! Harry!” squealed my daughter.“Yes!” Harry gasped.My daughter must be cumming. I slammed my dildo into her asshole while she writhed atop her son. The pleasure surged through me. My cunt clenched. I drew back. Ha-ha, you thought I didn't know what you do in the darkness in your room at night." Turning even more red that before, our faces flushed brightly.Dad quickly pushed everything off the table in front of him, turned to Ashley, lifted and laid her on her back in the center of the table. Next, he lifted me over her, face to face."Continue girls; kiss as you were in the kitchen, its perfectly fine. Let these guys see how you care for each other," Dad spoke quietly. "Free yourselves of your. There is a bitterly cold breeze which tells me I am close to being outside. I can still hear that strange music. I know I have heard it somewhere before. I can smell that odour of iron in the air again. I just want to be home. I come up to what seems to be a child’s bedroom. I stand up wondering how can I not be outside by now?There isn’t much light around me, but I can see blue and yellow wallpaper on the walls, a rusty white crib, an open chest surrounded with old used up toys, a green door. I think so.”“I wouldn’t mind.”“Maybe the next time the boys go bowling or have a poker game, you and I could go to town. You think?”Carol looked interested, but doubtful. “Where would we go?” she asked.“Somewhere we are not likely to run into anyone we know, that’s for sure,” said Jennifer.“Somewhere that if we do happen to be seen by anyone, we’ll be damn sure they won’t want it know that they frequent such places either.” “That’s exactly what I had in mind,” said Jennifer.“But where?”“Oh, I.