She tried to push those thoughts back since she didn't want to get her hopes up if that wasn't what he was doing. She needed to get some rest anyway. ...omorrow was Sunday and daddy had just switched jobs so now he would be off on Sundays. She had been planning for the last week just how she was going to find out whether or not he wanted her like she wanted him. She needed to be on her game tomorrow so she didn't slip up and ruin everything she had planned. Sara snuggled into her pillow and shut. The guy finally announced the bar was closing and if we wanted another drink, it would be ordered through room service.Anita was horny that night; so she dragged me to our room and, once in the bed, we started to kiss and fondle each other.We decided we could order another drink; so Ana ringed room service and we kept kissing and touching on the bed.Both of us were horny as fuck. I was kissing her neck and feeling her nice tits, as Ana was stroking my dick to get it hard…In the middle of this. Travis had started peeping early, looking to catch a glimpse of his mother's big, glorious tits, trying to see up her dress. He had hoped to catch her naked in the bathroom some day, but she always locked the door. And a couple of times, he had heard them screwing, his mom and dad, heard the squishy noises of a man's prick moving in a woman's hot, juicy pussy, heard the moaning his mom made and the panting of his old man as they fucked.. They were about to leave.“It just... happened,” I said, on the verge of panic. “Me and Pita.”“Mmm, sounded like it,” Tara said. She frowned. “Where's Allie?”“Uh...” I felt the weight of the second floor above us. I knew Allie was doing things up there. “She's... doing something.”Sara rolled her eyes. “When isn't she doing something?”“Ooh, are you talking about me,” Allie asked. She darted into the kitchen, a big smile on her face. She was shorter than all of us, her petite build making her seem.