When they tried to talk, all that came out were sobs. They had just calmed down when I showed them the inscriptions, and then they started again. No m...re work got done that day.Sunday morning they had calmed down and surprised me, trying to give them back. “Don’t you like them?”“We love them, Dean. That’s not the point. The point is we looked them up last night, and got a pretty accurate guess on what they would cost if we had to buy them. Never in our lifetime could we ever own something like. She could be slimmer, but the fulness of her body no doubt helps these boobs retain their roundness too, so we’re not complaining. Grant can’t resist snuggling up behind her, putting his arms under hers and cupping her boobs – resting his chin on her shoulder and grinning for the camera and he jiggles her boobs on his hands.Whilst he’s distracted with fondling his wife’s chest, she gets to work on her skirt - unhooking and unzipping the side. He’s keen to assist, quite obviously motivated by. The breakfast crowd had dispersed and Irena and the newest chef Steve were tidying up."Irena." I yelled out "I'm just going to room 8 to have a look at the spa. Could you look after the front here?" Yes" is all she said so I opened the door went out to the Ute and got my toolbox and headed to Room 8. I hadn't been there when the Wilson's booked in so I had no idea what they looked like. I was pleasantly surprised when they opened the door. The bloke was tall, thin and rugged with a goatee beard. Seems dad had tried to get mom to fuck John a couple weeks after they got back from honeymoon, when she said no dad asked what's the difference between fucking John and blowing the guy we met at the resort bar, John piped up, I'll take a blow job instead. So it appears dad started shareing mom on their honeymoon and kept going further when he could, last paragraph described dad watching mom sucking John's dock then getting behind her, flipping her skirt over her hips and fucking her, her first.