The bar they went in to was large, and dark inside, so I decided it would be safe to go in. Maybe I could find a spot where I could watch them. They g...t a drink, and went to sit in a quiet, dark corner. I too got a drink, and stood across the bar, where I could watch. They were not paying any attention to anything anyway.They talked for twenty minutes, flirting and kissing. I saw my wife put her hand under the table and I could see from her shoulder movement, she was rubbing him. I could see. The father’s testicles were tightening and contracting, and I watched the video several times to see the subtle throbbing in Carol’s cheeks and throat. Her lips were latched on her father’s penis, and she was suckling peacefully with her eyes closed and instinctively swallowing everything warm her father’s testicles could give.The video ended abruptly when the father had shot himself dry and Carol’s lips had started moving up the shaft as she was about to pull away.I had to shake my head. Not. .whew...look out! He was sweating, moaning, saying all kinds of shit like "GOD this feels so FUCKING good.." "oh man I've needed a tight little ass like this for WAY TOO LONG." I said "it feels so good huh? Does it man? Then show me it feels good man...pound it like a pussy, give it to me, make ME scream and moan." He started pumping really fast and hard and grunting loudly. I felt his dick swelling inside me. I KNEW that 2 year load wasn't far away. He said "fuck man, fuck! where do I cum,. We somehow fall to the floor, it isn’t a long way down, and the cold tiles are suddenly refreshing. As carefully as possible, I remove her sari from her body my left hand as I massage her breast with my right. Still, we are staring into each others eyes. It’s impossible to look away.Using both hands, I undressed of what ever was left on her body, leaving just her sandals, feeling the warmth of her bare flesh against my skin. While I still have my tops and jeans pants on, there she stands,.