Around midnight, I hear a lot of weird noises that I haven’t heard before. It was coming from down the hall and I thought I had better check it out....As I got near my parent’s bedroom, I figured out the noises were coming from there. They were getting louder and louder. I thought I should play it safe, and I peeked in the crack of the door. Oh, my fucking God! My Mom was naked, riding my Dad’s – cock, there, I’ve said it! I was watching my parents having sex! But jeez, they weren’t alone! My. ”“Anticipation, that’s what it feels like.”She looked at me.“And exactly what are you anticipating?”I grinned.“Whatever the day will bring, Sarah.”Another funny little smile.“Me, too.”“Coffee later?”“Sure.”Back on the veranda, more coffee plus a cheese omelet for me this time. Her curls in all their glory spilling over her knit shirt.“What’s on your schedule today, Matt?”“Sailing. You know the boat rental place up the beach? I’m going to head over to that little island you can see from here.. "Err now and then." David raised his eyebrows. "Almost every day. Sometimes twice a day," he blushed. "Hmmm... most bisexuals have a strong libido. And what do you think about when you start touching yourself? Be honest now." "Um... sometimes I think about the guys in the shower and us all washing one another and getting hard", he blurted out suddenly. "Sometimes I think about Becky and the time we kissed and she let me touch her boobs." "Anything else?" David asked gently. "What do you. Look, what’s that on the tip, it’s all shiny, is that what they call pre cum? I’ve never seen that on daddy, he just gets hard and shoves it in my mouth or pussy.” “Yeah, I’ve heard it called that. I wonder,” she whispered, “what does it taste like? Have you tasted that on your dad?” “I don’t know Sarah all he does is put it in my mouth and moves a little before cuming, he's always in a big hurry! I can't understand why he's always like that. I keep telling him it's ok and to take his time, but.