I found that my free hand had wandered between my legs and I was stroking myself as well. I could hear his breathing, and Janine's. Finally he said,"A...l right, Christine. Let's let your daughter have a try."I pulled back at once, but felt a little disappointed. I shifted to one side and gestured Janine to take my place. I noticed that she was rubbing her pussy as well, her hand buried inside her panties. Strangely, that fact excited me more. Janine looked eager, but a little apprehensive as. ..!!!I've got a surprise for you...!!!”my Dad George then called to my Mom Liz.My Mom Liz then came into the room as I peered through the window.At that time my Mom Liz had on a yellow bikini top,just a couple of scraps of material that did nothing to hide her nipples poking against them,and tight white shorts that showed off her long legs.My Mom Liz’s hips oscillated provocatively as my Mom Liz then strolled towards the men.My Dad George then fondled my Mom Liz’s boobs (breasts) at that. Mom's rear was only a couple feet away from me, so I shimmied my body around, till I could pull her wet pussy to my lips. For the second time that night, I tasted her sweet wetness, this time, straight from the source. I felt Jenny's chin touch mine, and I knew she was licking mom's asshole. Despite myself, this turned me on immensely, and I soon found myself unloading into my redheaded girlfriend's cunt. This seemed to set her off as well, as she started to moan loudly above me.I didn't slow. The weight of the encounter stayed with me, and I kept trying to process why I was reading so into a brief encounter. It wasn't until I stopped off a local coffee shop to get a latte that I realized I was wrong about Jerome and his signals. As I pulled my new debit card out to pay for my drink, I noticed that it had something stuck to the back side of it. What I found was a small sticky note with a phone number and the message, "Call Me" written on it. Instantly I knew it was from Jerome; he.