That was a signal, so we started shifting again. I Climbed in underneath Mom and began frenching her again as she lowered her moist cunt onto my throb...ing hard cock. Dad kneeled down behind Mom and started pumping her arsehole relentlessly as she bounced up and down on me to his rhythm. "Fuck!... Oh, Fuck!... Yeah! That's right!... Fuck your Mother!... Fuck your Mother!... Fuck your Mother!... Arrgh! I love it!... I know you love to fuck me!... Fuck me hard!... Fuck me hard!... Hard!.... He must have come to discuss some business although they always tried to have their business discussions away from home. Oh well, no matter. Marilyn always respected the privacy of his home office.Ramsay parked beside the Porsche and went in the back door, expecting to find George and Marilyn having coffee in the kitchen. They weren't there nor were they anywhere else on the first floor. With a vague feeling of apprehension Robert climbed the stairs.Their bedroom was a big front room, first on. It was a two piece, red & white bikini that had a halter top and a sexy bottom that tied on both sides. It was flattering to my figure, and made me look several years younger than my 38 years of age.Although it was the first week in February, the weather in Houston was uncharacteristically warm. It was a bright, clear day and the temperature was expected to reach the low 80’s today. As I tied the bottom of the suit, I reasoned that Stephen and I could sit by the pool and discuss what happened.. Why Jen had gone for a 4:2 ratio wasn’t explained. She told us the two-hour flight would be met by a six-seater mini-bus which would take us straight to our villa.We couldn’t have wished for a better location. High up in the hills overlooking Malaga harbour, our villa was a restrained single-storey exercise in white concrete, with all the rooms having floor-to-ceiling windows which slid open for access to the paved area around a swimming pool. There was generous shade from small palm trees and.