Humare relationship ko jayada tym nhi Hua tha but hum dono ki ek dusre se kafi frank the and kafi love bhi karte the… Main usse milne ko bolta tha b...t wo humesa man hi Karti thi… Hum phone pe and chat pe sex Kiya karte the…Ek din use milne ka Mann Kiya and hum log mile hum ek park me gye waha par sirf couples hi aate the humne ek shant si and kone ki Jagah par gye and baith Kar baate karne lag gaye the… Dhire dhire baat sex ki taraf aane lagi thi and main thoda hot ho gaya tha… Wo bhi kafi. ” Somehow the bit of shocking news bonded us together. If he was still anxious about me seeing him jacking off, it vanished.We gathered wood and built a small fire in the pit near the tent area. I put the opened cans in the embers andin no time at all they were bubbling away. I noticed that Thomas was working on his right hand a bit. “Did you burn yourself” I asked. “No I picked up a splinter as I was getting the wood and I think a portion of it went in deeper. The first aid kit is locked up in. I momentarily froze, remembering my state of undress, worrying dad might come out of his room and see me. As I tip toed toward my room, the sounds became more evident. Dad wasn't getting up....exactly. At least not up out of bed. 'Damn honey that feels good! Lick it!', I heard from my dad. It was then that I realized my parents were fucking! Now, when you're 19, you don't even consider the idea of your parents having sex. In their early 40's weren't they too old? 'Shit Madeline, suck me!', came. After the second or third time it wasn’t a big deal anymore. Today Loren getting on with us made one of the wiseasses speak up.“David! You are the man,” he said putting his hand up for a high five. “Frigid Loren, and Snotty Trudy. How the hell do you do it?”Dropping down to sit next to him I said, “Well first off, I don’t do it. I don’t even try. That is how. They’re my friends, man. After the ass I was in middle school I still don’t have many real good friends yet. They happen to be two of.