She had loaded the dish washer, and thrown out the empties, by the time he came to her in the kitchen. He turned her to face the table, there was n... preamble, or foreplay just wham, and he slid himself into her, stiff as a ramrod he thrust at her as she lay on the table top, her fingers gripping the far edge as he slammed it deep into her and she began to groan. Her breasts tender from the game, nipples like fire, squashed hard against the table, tingling with every thrust.Suddenly and. She was all smiles and even sitting at the table overlooking the massive bush landscape she was continuing squeezing his fingers or holding his hand and he responded in light manner and as they departed and he helped her with the seat belt, something that was not necessary but it gave him the opportunity and feel her tits and she responded by gripping his groin.Being invited into her bedroom was a first but it came about so naturally. "I bought myself a new doona for my bed", she smiling said. That was except for when my eyes wandered to the right. Before long I saw that fellow open his fly and undo his belt. I reflexively averted my eyes and turned back to the screen. I soon noticed however, that dad was constantly glancing over there. Within a few minutes I felt my dad place his hand on my bulge. I heard him exhale and saw that he was looking at my crotch as his hand squeezed and caressed its contents. I lifted my gaze and he nodded downward. I saw what looked like a bulge in his. Yeah it may have been fun, but I really wanted to just sit back and take it easy for two full weeks, with maybe a day or two fishing or playing some golf.The alarm went off at 5:30, and before I could reach over and hit the snooze button, both Sarah and Jamie came running in our room. They were excited as hell for the vacation to start, especially since they were taking their first train ride to Chicago. Thirty minutes later we were heading to Peoria to catch the Amtrack to Chicago's grand.