No reply.Hmm? I thought. That's kind of rude. So I stuffed my saliva and cum cover cock and balls back through my fly, zipped up hurriedly, and steppe... back out into the hallway, but I saw no one leaving. I checked the door to the stall where, whoever it was, had to have still been in it---but when I opened it, there was no one there. There was no other door way out of it. So I concluded that while I was zipping up my fly that whoever it had been had left!I was actually very curious to have. They got loads of studying done but spent the rest of the time in bed. Some of the bed time was spent asleep, and delightful sleep with Marilyn in his arms except when she was hugging him from behind. Some of it was spent in sex; some of it was spent in making out or simple conversation. With her there all the time, he gave up on shaving with the blade. Even though Marilyn would see him, he used the electric razor.Wednesday noon, she left him. He shouldn’t feel deprived. They’d had nearly three. I watched as my mother jumped on the bed and Greg and Tammy followed her. My mom lay on her back and Tammy lifted her sexy nightie up to her stomach. Greg stripped off my mother's panties quickly, lifted her right leg and put it on top of his daughter's shoulder. Tammy put her fingers on my mom's untrimmed blonde bush and started rubbing her swollen clit with her thumb as her father aimed his cock at her pink pussy lips. "Jump on the bed son," Greg urged me. "Get on your knees right next to. Her body jerked in reflex when she felt his thick fingers brush obscenely at her pussy's sensitive outer folds. They began to play there, pressing the love-swollen lips together so that the smooth soft flesh folded provokingly around her tiny clitoris, bringing it to a quivering, unwanted erection. Then with a fanning motion of his fingers he spread those lips wide apart, revealing to his lecherous eyes the moistening ovalled mouth of her tight cuntal passage, her entire pink crevice splayed.