With pops paying all our expenses, I simply couldn’t refuse.Our first excursion to Eastern Europe was hardly very exciting, but I have to admit, rat...er interesting. Although my dad always retired to his room shortly after dinner to do what he loved best, reading, sadly, the gay nightlife in these areas proved to be non-existent.Upon our return to London, I had dinner with an old friend. This meeting proved to be unbelievably interesting after I told him about the trip with my father.“Have you. We grabbed all our things and then walked towards the reception building.We walked through a gate and then had to follow a path to the left. The path had a big hedge along it, so you also couldn't look into the resort from here.We walked into the building and walked up to the front desk to check in, the man standing there smiled at us and said, "Welcome. Can I help you?" Yes, we have a reservation under the name Martens," Jeff said.The man looked us up in his computer and then said, "Ah yes,. My big problem came after that night.It turned out Marika still had a boyfriend called Jay. Marika had found out that Jay had been screwing another girl and had decided to fuck me to get even with Jay. She had then dumped Jay the next day and told him she had a new bloke who was a far better lover than he was.Jay, however, was of the opinion that Marika was his, even if he did play around. With the population having two women to every bloke, Jay believed he was allowed to have several. Are your man parts having fun?” she teased. “Look at the mirror sweetie,” Mom said as she pointed to the mirror beside us.Now I could watch and feel from two different angles how my mom was grinding my cock which sent me into and orgasm and filling my g-string with my hot cum. When mom had noticed this, she stopped and asked how she did with lustful smile.“Great mom. That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen!” I replied while I caught my breath.“Thank you sweet heart, but now it’s your turn.”.