Nanna is telling me she has to visit her friend to watch her, just until the next morning. “You’ll be alone tonight, hen,” she says. “You’re...a brave lassie, you’ll be fine.”I don’t want to be left alone.“It’s just one night, hen.”My Nanna has left. She packed an enormous suitcase (for just one night?) and put it in the boot of a rust-red Morris Minor. Which is strange, because my Nanna doesn’t drive. But this is a dream, and you don’t question things in dreams.I’m in the bath. I don’t remember. He kept going in slowly, making my mom feel every inch of his cock until he buried his entire dick inside her cunt. My mom arched from the bed with a loud moan. He started with slow thrusts, looking seductively in my mom’s eyes and hearing her moan.My mom slid her hand down to her clit but my dad stopped her. He caught both my mom’s hands and held them tightly above her head. My mom was desperate to touch herself and my dad knew that. He kept thrusting his dick into her pussy with a steady. After you were out of sight I waited till I was certain you had reached the room before I headed toward the hotel. I let myself into the empty room. I knew the wine he told me to have in his room was chilled and probably open by now. The small sandwiches and strawberries I had dropped off were being eaten and I had not forgotten to put the toys into the night bag and a clean change of clothes for our return trip so I sat on the empty bed and listened. I could hear muffled voices, but nothing. Soon with the aid of the lubricant, he had all five fingers pushed into her arse. Diana was gently moaning, and swaying her arse from side to side to ease his entry. ‘Am I hurting you Diana?’ he asked concerned at her moans. ‘Oh no Jonny, you are being nice and gentle with my bum, I love you stretching it,’ she whispered. He rubbed more lubricant over his knuckles and hand, and as his cock was thrusting deep into Jane he pushed harder into Diana’s anus. Suddenly and with a gasp from Diana, his.