She walked to the edge of the porch, holding a phone to her ear, and gave him the universal one minute sign. Her toes curled over the end of the plank... like a competition diver about to launch. All of his motor functions seized except for the ability to move his eyes up and down. He stopped them and looked straight ahead. "Interesting," was an understatement.Ms. Style Pioneer was wearing a one-piece shorts outfit made out of gold spacesuit material. If her choice in clothes were the only thing,. It was really surreal to be fucking my sister while we were watching our parents have sex somewhere out in the warm, sunny Caribbean.Then, Mom started fucking Dad while he held still. She was empaling herself on his cock over and over, back and forth as her breasts swayed back and forth rhythmically."Mmm, look at them, Mom's fucking Dad, let's try that, okay?" Beth suggested and I stopped while she began rocking back and forth on my cock. I placed my hands down on her butt with my thumbs right. Thefriction of Jay's speed and force was also having an effect on him, aswell. With a loud moan into my ear, I felt Jay tighten his arms around mychest as he began to cum. He sank his cock deeply into me and held itthere. I could feel its pulsing as he pumped spurt after spurt of hot cuminto me.Jay let out a satisfied sigh and relaxed his grip, settling onto my back. I kept both of us supported, wanting the black stud, whose cock was still deep inside my boycunt to stay buried deeply in me for. He’s staying home to grovel”. “For fuck’s sake” I muttered under my breath. I was supposed to be staying with Steve after the stag. Now I had no party and nowhere to stay. “Are you alright there chief?” I glanced to my left. An older gentleman with grey hair was stood next to me at the bar. He seemed sincere.”I suppose so. I was supposed to be on a stag and they’ve all bailed on me. I need to figure out how I’m getting home!””That’s a bit shit mate. What are you drinking, I’ll get you one in on.