They were doing it together on the floor in front of the rest of us. We were all fascinated watching him fuck her and seeing how he was doing it. She ...as enjoying it as well as we watched and she thought it was cool having four kids watching her getting fucked. We were asking them all sorts of questions about how it felt and that sort of stuff. Then she said to us why don’t you two do it with them too. The boys then asked us if we would be in it. I wanted to, but I was a bit apprehensive and I. Then I thought about something for a minute. “Do you have a crush?” I asked. “What on my own daughter? No,” John replied. “I'm just asking. I mean would you have sex with her if you could?” I asked. “No, of course not, I'm with you Callie, not her or anyone else,” John replied. “OK sweetheart. I was just wondering honestly,” I said. Then we cuddled in silence for a few more minutes. “Well sense we are just wondering certain things about each other, if you could have sex with your mom, would you. She had split up with her boyfriend over a month ago, and had not yet found anybody new. The fact that Emilia had not had sex in a month was driving her crazy, and she desperately needed to orgasm. She went to take a shower, unable to think of anything but her sexual fustration. As she turned the shower on, she was suddenly aware of how powerful it was. Her father had installed the new shower the other day, and it was the most powerful he could find. Suddenly, she had an idea. She took the. She had had the spare bedroom all finished and looking smart and for some reason she slept badly knowing she was the only one in the flat. While the security of not being alone was the main reason, she had to admit she had felt a little lonely. She had few friends around here, and those she did have she mainly spoke to online or via text. Actual face to face company was rare for her.As their conversation continued the afternoon dwindled into the evening, Emily got up a couple of times to refill.