He started moving my head forward and backwards. Meanwhile my mom spread my ass cheeks and started licking my pussy. It felt so good having a tongue o... my pussy instead of my finger. All these sensations were making me even wetter. "She is ready" my mom said with a vivid voice. My dad pulled out his cock. And I looked at him and he nodded. He grab me up and put me on the couch. he spread me legs and my pussy was all he staring at. My pussy juices were dropping on the couch. He put on a condom. He would look like an insurance investigator whose case had just closed. Besides he really couldn't leave London without buying underwear from Spenser & Marks.His bag with the bloody evidence was already being transferred from the dumpster to the dump truck as he walked back to the Tube station. He couldn't return to Paris through the Chunnel without clothes in his bag, else he would raise suspicions. With the most comfortable underwear in the civilized world in his bag, Hunter went home.Just. As I started to tell him the directions to the closest motorway junction, he began to fiddle around in his pocket. I could tell he wasn’t even listening which led me to think he was even more of a douchebag than I first thought. I quickly finished my instructions as he pulled his wallet from his pocket. “One more thing,” he started. “If I give you twenty quid, will you give me a quick flash?” I stepped back in shock, I felt almost repulsed at the gesture but I couldn’t walk away. I had always. We had planned to spend a weekend in a modest motel for our honeymoon because I had no time off available as yet. ABC and my boss wouldn’t hear of it. My boss arranged for me to take off Thursday and Friday and the company gave us the use of the suite they kept for visitors at the finest hotel in St. Louis. It was a nice thing for them to do. The first day back at work we heard all the jokes that newlyweds usually had to put up with. Did you see any of the hotel except for your room and maybe.