As an inexperienced teenager, I've never had or even seen a blow-job before, let alone someone blowing my Dad! He’s groaning as she comes up gasping...for air, with pre-cum glistening on her chin, as thoughts start to race through my mind. What the hell should I do? Should I storm in and demand "What the fuck are you doing? What about Mum?!?" or should I just skulk off down the corridor and give them 10 minutes or so to finish? Instead, after a moments reflection, I lean back in to peer through. Trying to escape outside for a few moments Miranda stopped as an elderly man called to her "you there, young woman, come over here, I want a look at you." Miranda smiled and went over to the elderly man "were you talking to me?" Lord Roundmoore chortled "of course I was and you know it young woman, who are your parents? You look damned familiar." Miranda almost giggled "my name is Miranda Breeton, my parents are..." Lord Roundmoore grinned "I know who your parents are girl, you got your mama's. "Beautiful bird" she added."Yes it is. My name's Jim." Hi Jim, mine is Judy. It was getting lonely hiking alone. Finding another bird enthusiast is a pleasant surprise."For the next 10 or 15 minutes they traded looks through the binoculars and exchanged bird talk. Judy noted the gentleman was fairly tall and attractive, in his 50s with a graying hair and mustache. He seemed to be in good shape, no beer belly. They were both enjoying each other's company and didn't notice the clouds thickening.. Her knicker draw consisted of micro thongs, see through knickers and a lot of pairs of open crotch knickers.All these shoes and lingerie were good quality and expensive, no way a normal housekeeper could afford those! It was clear that her services included more than just cooking and cleaning! There was nothing else, so I went to Ron’s room.At the end of Ron’s bed was a table with a laptop on it, the same laptop he’d been watching porn and wanking over years before. I clicked on the return.