If Dad’s screwing Paige, then I see no reason why you can’t fuck her. Or Mom” She added as an afterthought.“Thank you Fern, and I see no reaso... why you can’t screw Dad.”“Oh, Thank you Matt! I can tell this is going to be our best christmas holiday so far.”“Agreed. Now should we start that fire?”“Yes, let's go.”We had the fire starting to catch the larger pieces of wood when we heard Mom say to Paige:“Quick, let's go wash ourselves in the lake before Matthew and Fern get up!” Paige was pushed. I knew I couldn't I had just cum but who was it that gave me a b.j.??? I told Julie I can't just leave my wife there and sneak out besides I thought it was you that just gave a b.j. under the table. She just smiled and said I think your wife is doing just fine at the table. I looked across the room she was slid up to the table laying back in her chair with her head back making some really strange faces her face was obviously very red as she kept rolling her head around. Obviously having a. I could feel the hardness of her well proportioned bums and also see the hardened nipples crowning her soft sumptuous boobs. This one hour journey in this crowded bus was perhaps one of the most erotic experiences I have had in my life. Much better than blue films and the pornography sites on the net. I immediately had a hard on which was difficult to control and persisted throughout the journey. I am sure she felt me too and she responded with slowly letting her hand fall to touch the bulge on. It's a long one and I can barely catch a breath but it keeps coming. It was so fast I didn't get it all in the bowl. Some is on the seat and some is on the floor. Shit, I have to go again and I don't have time to clean up. I've got barf on me but at least I manage to get everything into the bowl. I wipe my ass and there is Jenna on her knees with a warm wash cloth cleaning me up. She dries me off with a towel and helps me back to the bed. My head is killing me. Everything is killing me."I'll be.