Everyone else stayed at Jenny's place; the house was quite large, and her parents were more than welcoming. At least that was the story publicly relat...d to all concerned. However, Mayra tipped me off about something the next day. "Your sister didn't stay here. She tiptoed out, and went over to Mike's place with Dave."It sure sounded like Dave and Eileen were the only couple in our group who'd managed to land private accommodations, perhaps in an extra room in Mike's place. I adopted the same. He would sit on the wide window ledge and drink it while watching the storm. By the time he returned to the front of the cottage with his coffee the storm had moved much closer, the lightning brighter and thunder louder. Looking up the road towards the moor he could actually see the edge of the rain advancing, the tarmac light and dusty before it but immediately going dark and shiny as the rain sluiced it clean. Half a coffee later and the storm was over the cottage, announcing it’s arrival in. I courteously slid over and let my Father “Go Down” as he put it, on my Mother, as he lay face down with his face about an inch away from her vagina, I could see the way that Mothers body relaxed as soon as Fathers strong and firm hands pushed her thighs apart so he could get better access. I thought to myself, that is experience: I watched as if behind the camera of a porn movie as my Father placed his tongue against her vaginal lips and ran is up and down and occasionally wiggling his tongue. I closed my eyes and slowly jerked myself off moaning into the phone for her as I heard her cum over and over again on her fingers and toy. I was so busy I didn't hear the knock on the door or the housekeeping girl come in. I have no idea how long she was stood there, but when I finally opened my eyes I was a little surprised to see her sitting up on the desk, her legs spread and her fingers gliding over her glistening pussy.All I could do was smile at her as my wife moaned in my ear again and.