Mhhhh". Wir fuhren in einer sehr ländlichen Gegend an einer Wiese vorbei. Tina schlug vor: "Es ist doch so heiss heute, wir könnten doch auf die Wie...e gehen. Was denkst du? Hast du eine Wolldecke im Auto?".Während Sie das sagte, fingerte sie schon an meiner Hose herum. Sven fuhr den Wagen rechts an den Rand einer Wiese mit hohem Grass. Kaum dass der Wagen stand, zog sie sich auch schon ihr Höschen aus, öffnete mit einem beherzten Griff Svens Gürtel und rückte die Unterhose nur ein kleines Stück. "Yes Marsha, your dads cock feels good." Oh My God! Mom was telling me things I never wanted to know, but this night had seen once, and now was seeing again! This time in the doorway of the room I'd grown up in. This was so wrong, sooo hot! I could see mom's nipples hard and distended between dad's thumbs and forefingers. Squeezing her breasts, tweaking her nipples as he fucked her again and again. With every stroke her body seemed to move towards me. It WAS moving towards me! With each stroke. Thiswas something new. She put her head between my legs and started suckingmy cock as she pressed her pussy against my face. Of course I had toreciprocate. It was great; probably the best sex we ever had. I washappy. I'll gladly wear a chastity belt if this is the result.Monday after work I was measured for my new chastity belt. Thefollowing Friday it was ready for my "final fitting". I had no realidea what to expect. I assumed the belt would be made of leather, whichwas a bad. .. blonde?" Mr. Robertsonasked."Yes, blonde," Paul laughed. "Blonde hair, blue eyes, about five footseven..." Does she work for Air France like you?" Mr. Robertson asked, sendingPaul into a momentary panic- obviously he hadn't told his parents who hewas REALLY working for. Seeing no other alternative, Paul emulated hislover and fibbed to his parent."Aye," Paul replied."Does she know about your 'hobby' yet?" Mr. Robertson asked with adevious laugh."No, and I'm hoping my 'dark secret' stays that.