”I thought for a couple of seconds then said,“Okay.”I took a deep breath then turned and walked out of the leisure centre. It was when I got to ...he lifts that I saw some people, 2 men waiting for the lift. They saw me before the doors closed on them.Continuing I walked into the main reception area and saw that lots of people were queueing to check-in.“Oh my gawd, this is going to be embarrassing.” I thought as I joined the queue.There were 4 men in front of me in the queue. All of them wearing. No man. No sex. Night dreams with wetness and need. Her focus was on fingers, tight asses, lips, and cocks. She fretted on her emptiness and the nightmare of loneliness. She woke dissatisfied. The daily chores for her parent’s teepee were brief, a mere public presence not suited for flirting with warriors.The weather broke today, so she ventured out far afield after completing her normal duties. Hawks drifted on a light breeze. The sun warmed the ground and brightened the winter camp. Women. Not all people get the opportunities to watch their parents humping each other. And if you are a 20 year old like me, you never think you old parents fuck each other. Not that my dad drills my mom’s pussy with doors opened and me sitting in next room, not that I come down for a drink and I hear my mom saying,”ahhh…fuck me baby, my legs are spread for you…common darling” and stuff.I don’t think it ever happens to anyone. Everyone who claimed to have watched their parents in ultimate pleasure. I am not sure now if you have any imperfections which you wish to keep covered.' The ladies looked at one another, blushed a little, then nodded and laughed, then began undressing. Velvet vests, skirts of lawn and silken trousers were rapidly flung to the floor. Lastly, as if at a given signal, every dainty chemise was stripped off and some of the most lovely forms that ever floated through a sculptor's dream stood naked before me. Was I not myself dreaming, or had I in truth been suddenly.