As the time for them to reach the place was nearing, I started getting a bit nervous. I knew, I was in good hands, but still that little bit of nervou...ness was always there since it was my first time. We all met him at our place and my friend introduced all of us to him. I was flawed by looking at him; so decent, yet so good, but an amazing masseur (which I got to know post my experience). We sat with him for some time, spoke about few things, shared each other’s experiences, etc. etc.He & my. I considered myself lucky to see my dad fucking my mom. They were telling something to each other which I could not understand. My father was continued to move forward and backward and gradually he was increasing his speed. My hands moved toward my pussy and it was wet again. I touched my clits and by god!! I was about to sought in pleasure but I put my other hand on my mouth and have controlled myself. I removed my hand from my pussy and saw my father fucking to my mother (who was in any. I destroyed the others, but in case you have to account for them, I saved the smashed pieces," which I showed her in a plastic cup.Jennelle was surprised all over again."When ... Where ... How ... What???" I loved keeping her off balance."Don't ever violate my privacy again. Do not come here, planting bugs and then pretend to be my friend. If you want to know something, act like an adult and ask politely. If you are going to be a jerk, get out and don't come back." She could see the resolve in. Personal questions? I do apologise, but I assure you, it is necessary." What is this about?" Grace broke in. I could see her temper was rising."Miss ... Missus Quinton, as I told you, I, with others, administer the trust-fund that was set up for you by your maternal grandparents before they died. They were very careful in setting it up. Your paternal grandparents then contributed to it ... substantially. The suggestion has been made, I'm sorry to say, that Captain Quinton married you in order.