”What I did not know was that with the three of us being uncomfortable this morning, Ed had changed protocol today. When the convoy was traveling th...s afternoon, the other two Blackhawks and two Bell 407s were to be in the air over the shore, fully manned with heavily armed security personnel.They were flying a controlled approach practice to the small Bay Bridge airport where we first started our business as cover for being in the air a couple miles from the Bay Bridge.The dump trucks hit the. Surely I was misinterpreting something. I wasn’t sure what I’d missed in my frenzied search for wits and answers, but the next thing I heard was Mom telling Aunt Jenny that she didn’t know, “It was just too dark.” She’d said. If I was getting this right, Mom HAD seen me…But she didn’t know it was ME. That thought made my heart forget to beat until my lungs gave a little nudge in protest.I gasped and the firmness that had been abruptly chased from my dick just a few moments ago, was welcomed. It was nice to be in between two women, I swallowed the mangoes, rubbing the hairy pussy of Vasanthi, while caressing the melons of my mil. Vasanthi was milking my rod. All of us were enjoying the reflection while playing it made us horny. I changed position to taste the melon, that was enough for Vasanthi to haunch and suck my dick, “slup…slup…slup” The sound was extraordinary and I bit the nipple of my Mil “oouch..”, she felt the pain and scratched my ass cheeks. It was the turn of my MIL,. Along with my maturing body, I began to develop that feminine sixth sense which alerts one to a masculine interest in one. A tone of voice, a prolonged glance, a lingering touch. I don’t now remember what alerted me to Dad’s piqued interest. I suppose between my pride in my developing body, and his increased attentiveness and generosity, my intuition was that one might have been the genesis of the other. This all came to a head shortly after my sixteenth birthday. Mom was called away on.