I think I flooded her pussy with my cum.And, that was it. That’s our sex-tape. I edited it a bit to make it sound like a real story and we must have...watched it a dozen times together. Actually I made three versions. One with us just fucking, one with us fucking and also the Spanish guys feeling her tits, and the one she never got to see, with us fucking, the Spanish guys fingering her pussy and feeling her tits. When I showed her the one with them feeling her tits, she was so happy. ‘Oh look at. While I get ready“, and so it was I left the room with no Idea of what I was going to say or do once I got back to the pool bar .They were still in the same place as I approached ,they had bought some beers for us and seemed disappointed when they noticed Jenny was missing and asked If she were coming down to see them, I took a long slug of beer and through a croaking voice told them they were to “go see her instead, one at a time if they wanted, room 204”, they looked at each other before the. .. Glenda was tearing, heartbroken. “It was wrong, we were wrong but it was worth it. She was our first and that wont ever happen again”!..... Whatever happens, I'm going to still love her!... “me too”!The twins woke to hearing breakfast being made. Glenda had woke, showered and dressed after having thought most of the night. Nothing was going to come between her those boys. She had put on one of usual button down dresses, it was pale pink. She usually wore a full slip under it, as it was. There was no kissing, fondling, nipple biting or any other type of foreplay. My father used to come spread my mothers legs even without removing her saree and pound her. In the climax what used be a shudder from both the bodies has now become only my fathers. I felt that most of the time my mother even did not have any orgasm. Added to that my father started to drink. Some times he even sleeps while having sex.Instead of feeling sad for my mom I felt very happy at the situation. I thought if.