Let me fetch.”He didn’t call after her when her footsteps padded from the room. Best let her have her fun. Hell, there might be some good sport in...it for him too. Her light tread returned within moments and then she was climbing on the lower part of his bed, positioning herself between his legs, drawing the crumpled sheet away from his nether regions, and leaving him utterly exposed, including his morning tumescence. Now, he thought, would be a good time to start feeling vulnerable.“Care to. ” John said. “Why not John? It is a shower block. Am I supposed to be dressed in here?” Becky replied. “I mean that you should not be naked now. You should at the very least put the towel on and tell me what you brought me in here for,” said John. “What is wrong john? Do you not like my nice firm tits? Do you not like my neatly trimmed bush? Do you think I should take care of it by myself?” replied Becky. “Becky, I am a married man. You are a student staying at my camp, it would not be. “Shit” I shouted out loud. “Don’t worry big brother you can have your slut suck you off again tonight…she is staying the weekend” Vicky gasped. “Girls…Ross” Mum’s voice came from the kitchen below “Lunch” Cathy shouted “Coming be right there” She started to head for the door as Vicky stooped to pick up her pj’s. “Ohh I think Ross would like to be able to have a little show while he eats his lunch…won’t you Ross?” I rose from the bed my hard cock bouncing against my tummy as I moved, wondering. ”“Damn, you’re so … fucking good!” She kisses me again. Then she muses, “I can’t believe that my own son just fucked me so well …… and I let him do it!” She is quiet for a while and then she says, “Your dad must not find out!”“I know, Mom; he won’t.”I guess that we fall asleep for a while because the next thing that I hear is my father yelling, “Diane, where are you?”“Oh fuck, it’s your dad,” she hisses. “Go into my closet!” I never knew why there were his and hers closets in this house, but.