If she was going to fake it I would have expected something a little more theatrical. We lay together, just holding hands and talking for an hour. I t...ink there was the faintest sense of embarrassment to begin with but this dissolved as we discovered our little inner feelings and secrets. I always phoned my Gran at the same time every day and Sarah excused herself in the bathroom while I checked in. She sat on the bed next to me when she came out. “When do you go back to Vienna?” She asked.. "Your turn," she said breathlessly looking at the red-faced Kirsty.Kirsty took a deep breath, "Swap places then," she said, "and make sure no one is coming," she added firmly.Kirsty moved back into the shadows and Natasha took her place in the opening. Just like Kirsty had done she took a quick look around outside, "Go on, it's all clear."Kirsty slipped her hands under her skirt and pushed her panties down to her ankles, carefully bending her legs to minimise any chance of exposure. She picked. As he looked over his shoulder at my boyfriend. “Its ok,” My boyfriend said grinning. I opened Jims trousers and pulled them down along with his boxers revealing his rock hard cock. I greedily took him in my mouth and he moaned as I started to suck him off, playing with his balls as I did so. He kept snapping away with his camera as I sucked and wanked him off, rolling his foreskin back and forwards over his bulging helmet. As I sucked him off my boyfriend moved in behind me. I felt his hands. She didn't notice a thing. I was taking a few days off between assignments, so I thought I'd pop in on my youngest son.He was in the back, but when he heard the bell he came out, grinning."Hey dad, what's up? Before you answer me, I already know. Junior and Mel called me last night. I figured you'd come by. What can I fix you up with?"He was my wild child, covered with tattoos and piercings. He had never been in trouble his whole life. He had inherited his mothers' wicked sense of humor and my.