Ah, here we are. I grab a plastic grocery bag and head back to the chair. I throw the shorts, shirt, and shoes in the bag, but stop at the underwear. ...hose stuff is this...? I try not to think of it as I pick them up and throw them in the bag with the bra. Hell, these girls are amazingly hot, basically angels, but I don't know where they've been. I look back at the chair and see the socks. I stare at them for a while, contemplating my decisions. Fuck it, I think, as I grab the socks and shove. Eventually the day came to an end and the girls parents came by to pick them up before we cleaned up and went inside. As it got late, Joe and Kathy excused themselves, telling me they were tired and needed to get to bed as tomorrow was a workday. On her way up to her room, Kathy asked her daughter to show me which room would be mine during my visit. Tiffany asked me to follow her and took me to the guest room that was on the opposite end of the master bedroom but directly across the hall. Sally loved the feeling of her son’s hands on her breasts. Unknown to either her son or her husband, she’d had a number of lovers over the years, but none had felt quite like this, and it excited her even more. Her hands went down to his shorts, and wrapped themselves around the hard rod pressing against the fabric, trying to get free.Gareth groaned, one hand still on his mother’s breasts, but one hand dropped down to her backside, pulling her firmly against him. They hadn’t stopped kissing,. "Thanks, mom, and thanks again, dad." The smile on his daughter's face almost made Martin forget that he had embarrassingly walked in on her earlier.As Sarah walked closer to get a better shot of the sexy black man's cock, Margery leaned up and gave her husband a sweet kiss on his cheek."Mmm, that was nice hon." Margery was still slowly stroking her husband's small penis in his shorts. His cum was all over her fingers. Discretely she reached out of his shorts and licked the gooey spunk from her.