. the frequent sounds from my parents’ bedroom informing us of their own successes in the quest for mutual pleasure... “Ahhh, what a great night!�...� I sighed to myself. The fact that my wife and I were able to share intimacies with my parents that I had not thought possible catapulted me back to the excited state of my early sexual explorations as a kid and later as my wife’s lover. The previous day’s raw adventure at Jack’s camp coupled with the equally-as-raw hot tub soak with my parents had. ”She kissed me and I joined in happily. We broke the kiss and she heard the shower cut off moments later. She stood. “I’ll be back.”“I’ll be here.” She smiled as she went back to the bedroom area.Later, she came out helping her mother. I stood as they entered. Morgan said, “Sit down, Evan.”She helped her mother sit in a chair and put her feet up. Morgan said, “Mother, Evan and I have an announcement. He asked and I accepted. We’re engaged. You need to help make plans for my wedding.”Her mother. My dick reached for the sky and despite my promise, I was tempted to pull her down on me. Off came the bikini bottoms and from seemingly nowhere out came a vibrator. Nothing too large, but large enough to the job. She teased her clit, but in no time was inserting the vibrator into her pussy. She found a chair to get comfortable and sat down several feet away. I assured again, despite my cock telling her otherwise, I would not do anything she didn’t want. She could tie my hands if she wanted.. Give him some cooled, boiled water at regular intervals, but just let him sip it. If he gets worse, or he starts to hallucinate, call an ambulance. If he doesn't hold the water down, call me." He's going to be OK?" Hope clasped at her arm."He should be fine. You'll have to ease him back onto food afterwards, though. Nothing until he says he's hungry. That's not likely to be until the day after tomorrow, I'd guess. Then soups for a day or so, and then nothing heavy for about a week. No meat, no.