Later, back at the motel room, Mike tried to call again. Still no answer. Their absence concerned him but perhaps they were visiting friends, or had g...ne for an overnight trip to Okanogan, or to Wenatchee to shop and visit.Early the next pre-dawn morning they located a city park and found an isolated corner for exercises and meditation until the sun rose higher to start a new day. Country breakfast at a family cafe was quite good; the remainder of the day found them back in Denver researching. The light from the hallway showed me a small tent under the cotton sheets. I flopped on top of my sheets. My wet cock was half erect and stuck to the inside of my thigh. I closed my eyes.I could hear some voices and small talk in the hallway. I forgot to shut Tim’s door. “You beat my record. Forty!! I can’t believe you got to 42 before the party ended. Did you like your birthday party?” said Tim’s aunt. “Fuck yeah she liked.” Said Tim’s Dad. “That was so fun. I’ve never been covered. I was very aware that I was painting a generally unappealing image standing on her front step in crocs (crocs! With socks!) and with my hair wild and all my worldly possessions littered around my feet.Apart from a slightly sad smile and a sympathetic note in her voice as she greeted me, I almost couldn’t tell exactly how pitifully pathetic she thought I was, and that was also sort of nice of her. Cat had always been the stronger twin, physically, emotionally, mentally. She was the only person. That did it! Mom started rapidly up the Stairway to Nirvana, squealing as loudly as I’ve heard her when cumming. I was already on a knife-edge, and Mom’s cumming sent me over the lip into my own orgasm.Mom fell forward onto Dad’s chest. He apparently did not cum, though I don’t know how he managed it, what with two women cumming on him in rapid succession.I rolled off Dad to his right and curled up next to him. He whispered in my ear, again.“Beth, honey. You’ll have to move, as I’m expecting.