Can I fuck you?”Mom giggled and said, “Yes, you can but most of the time your father made sweet passionate love to me on this very bed where you w...re conceived. Oh don’t get me wrong we had sex outdoors, in other people’s houses, and in the back seat of the car. We even fucked. That was mostly after I had a few drinks and it was usually in a filthy men’s room with me bent over an more filthy urinal getting it from behind.”I asked, “You let Dad fuck you in a men’s room?”She giggled, “I sure did. "I thought about it briefly. "All right," I agreed. "I can at least talk to her and make her answer my questions. If I think I can help her, I will."I got up. "I'll talk to her first, and when I've done what I can, I'll deal with your boss." OK," Dad agreed. He sat behind his desk and got out some work. "There won't be a problem with people seeing you, will there?" he asked as an afterthought."No," I told him. "I can keep people away, and stop them from noticing anything. And this corner of the. With no air conditioning all windows were down blowing wind trying to cool us a bit. As the sand grew in our eyes Mom insisted that we change into our pajamas with the reasoning when we arrived at the camp we could just go to bed. The twins went over the rear seat of the Chevy Impala station wagon first changing quickly. I on the other hand ducked close to the floor as I shunned my clothes then pulling the long nightgown over my body. Looking back I will never understand why I removed both my. I smiled back at her and intentionally ran up to 80 mph knowing I was getting near Mary’s’ place and as I got about a ¼ mile away I began down shifting and letting the bike really rumble and vibrate so much I was half afraid the head light would fall off again. As the pipes finished back firing and I coasted the bike into the parking area I noticed there were lots of expensive cars there even a few limos, so pulling in on a loud old Harley made an entrance. Even more so was the beautiful blond.