.no problems I said.We went in through the front door, Carol shouted “Home Mum, sorry we were a bit late the band got delayed”.We went into the fr...nt room Mrs Whittingham was sat on the Chesterfield Settee drinking a glass of red wine.“You're late Carol” she said calmly but firmly.“Yes sorry Mrs Whittingham” I said “the band were late coming on, its my fault I am responsible I was driving”.“Carol you know you have a weekday curfew of eleven pm, no exceptions, college is important” she said. Realising I had been caught with her tights I decided to throw caution into the wind (I figured we were maybe quits on the embarrassment level) and asked her if she was enjoying the taste of my cum. She didn't say anything but glanced guiltily in the direction of the discarded tights. "Don't be embarrassed," I said, "here try the real thing," as I unzipped my pants and shoved my quickly hardening cock towards her face. She hesitated for a split second before opening her mouth and wrapping it. Even bigger then her Father's, who's she had seen on more then one occasion. But that's another story.Another song started as Kelly pushed Jefferson back onto the couch; she then turned her back to him, spread her legs and sat on his lap. The giant prick, sticking obscenely up from in between her legs. She dipped her fingers into her hot dripping pussy, licked them and then gently grasps his cock. Slowly, gently, she began jerking him off as she bought her lips to his ear and once again. They started to realize we were a family and it seemed to make them a little uncomfortable. Of course my dad had to push the envelope. He “jokingly” pulled down my mom‘s top, exposing her breasts to us, and to everyone in the hot tub. This time only the guys in the hot tub laughed and stared locked on her breasts. My mom was a little embarrassed, but being the playful women that she is, she shook them around a little bit. Mocking what he did, saying over and over, “Is this what your wanted.