The location of the motel would make one feel as though it would be the kind of place that would be desolate and run down, but apparently it was quite...popular. I hadn't expected to see so many vehicles parked in the lot of the place; many with people still sitting in them looking at their phones, or just watching people come and go. I was going to have to get out of my car, and they were all going to see me.The fact that it was quite obvious that the majority of people present were there for. I slipped my hands up, under her mini skirt and stroked higher on the inside of her soft thighs. My own heart was beating faster now that I was getting closer to my prize. She was wearing matching white lace panties and I dragged my finger across her pussy over the thin fabric. I felt her voluntarily spread her legs wider and she moved against my hand now that she was so turned on from my attention to her tits. I pushed and rubbed around her pussy entrance, her lace panties getting wet as I. There were only two other people with them. They were escorted to the empty table in the front row.I could hear a couple of voices from other tables murmuring about them being late to the party like usual.“Tess, glad to see that you and your daughter made it this year,” George said.Tess had a British accent. “Of course, George. Did we miss the introductions like I’d planned?”“Sorry, no. You’re stuck again this year.” A few tables politely chuckled at that. “Now, as I was saying, tonight is our. Fitting, really, that Dad modeled his tomb after another polygamist, in this case one of the Mughal Emperors of India,” Hector fought his grief to say that much at least.“Wow, he really did love your mother, didn’t he? When I learned that he was a polygamist, it caused me to doubt that love, but the more I see, the more evidence I find of their passion for each other. Them ... and the others. It’s so ... unorthodox, but it seems to really fit. All of the pieces of the jigsaw really belong.