..in the dark........Ahhh! I felt his hands on my ass high up, and his hard dick probing and rubbing along my taint and crack, trying to find my donut... I had come as prepared as I could have under the circumstances. They gave us these little bottles of airport shampoo and conditioner along with soap and toothpaste. I had tucked the conditioner in the wasteban of my boxer's earlier and now used it as I reached behind and stroked it on Greg's pecker. I also put some in my butt-crack and slowly. I led them by the hand up to the fence, and asked them both to look into the eyes of the rams, and tell me what they thought. The rams intuited what must be done, so they left their mothers’ tits to gaze collectively, into my grandparent’s eyes... while my mother went to her knees in front of her daddy and unzipped his pants! Reaching in, she withdrew his cock and began to suck off her own daddy... he did nothing, other than reach down to hold her head as she sucked him off... I was watching. “You won’t know it.” My mom brushed me off and went into the storage room. Possibly to take something out but most probably to hide from my questioning. When she returned some fifteen minutes later, she ignored my inquisitive eyes and went about to prepare the waffle batter.“Will you be seeing her again?” I asked as my mom placed the pan on the stove.“Tonight. She wants me to try out some of her newer designs. Give comments and criticisms, that sort of things” She elaborated with indifference,. Angela. Are you all right?Dianne listened and thought she heard something, but it was muffled. She quickly made her way to Angela’s workshop, but it was deserted. Thinking that Angela must still be working at the window she hurried over to the back of the window and opened the access door.Dianne was confronted with a scene of chaos and, as she stepped into the window was confused to see Angela just standing there.?Angela. What’s happening? Why are you just standing there? We have to get.