It's not every day you find out that one of your parents wants to boink you, after all. He handed me the journal and stalked silently from my bedroom,...shutting the door behind him. I lay back on my bed and read the journal myself, page after page, startled by the revelations told in them.Our mom had wanted to fuck Nathan. She'd written how she'd often thought of him while she masturbated, or while she and dad were being intimate. She'd gone into detail about all of the filthy things she would. Hi, said Jon in a stern voice.We have company coming to dinner tonight, Just place the lasagna in the oven I will tend to everything else when I get home. Oh and I bought you an outfit to wear it will be delivered at 4 this afternoon. Wear that nothing more. Jon said.I shall, Shay replied.Honey about the bank, Shay began...NO... I will discuss that later, Jon barked as he hung up the phone.Shay puts the Lasagna in the Oven, then goes to get ready for the dinner party. Shay is a very attractive. Her husband, she'd said, had been a 'once a week man' who climbed on did his business and climbed off. "I went a bit wild after we divorced," she confessed to me. "I had a stable of stupid studs who were only interested in my pussy. Of course, that was fine with me, since all I wanted was their dicks." Oh, that was another thing, Wendy was plain spoken. In bed or out, she called a spade a spade. Sailors could have taken lessons from her.Anyway, after we'd been seeing each other regularly for. Untying her arms, I carried over to the car and tossed her face up on the hood. Lifting her legs to my shoulders, I jammed my cock hard into her now slippery cunt. After two strokes or so, I switched to her bleeding ass and as I continued to pump, alternated back and forth between her ass and pussy every few strokes. Although not worthy of her earlier howls she still had enough energy to blubber and bawl each time I plunged my rod in to her asshole. She was no longer as tight she was in my.