Saturday came and I drove myself over to her house. I knocked on the front door, no answer. I could hear noises inside so I knocked louder. This time ... heard Carla say "come in, I'm in the lounge room." The door was unlocked, so I let myself in. I walked down the hallway, noticing a painting of Carla on the wall. In it, she was naked, lying on a bed with her legs slightly spread. My cock started to juice up at the sight of it and what I hoped lay ahead. I shook my head, telling myself that. "Mom and Don kept glancing at us. I know they felt what was going on, even if we'd kept it down pretty much. I also kept feeling Dave's eye on us, too.But despite all that, I could see Mom and Don were both having a great time. Maybe there was hope yet.NATALIEAfter Thanksgiving dinner, Mom and Dad were standing in the Reynolds' back yard admiring the mountains and enjoying the California weather. Bob told me, "Let's go talk with them." We walked over and asked them, "Can we talk a bit?" I led. Even drunk he knew what to do, he thrust his dick inside her up to his balls, and started fucking the shit out of her. She was still out of it, but she started moaning and calling my name, must be dreaming I'm fucking her. I got in bed behind him and started helping him fuck her, my cock sliding between his legs, rubbing against his balls. I can feel his balls getting tight, and I know he's going to cum soon. I rub some spit on my cock and angle my body so the head is touching his asshole. I. He moved quickly, undoing his pants and letting them drop, and as I watched, he started to wank himself, as I continued peeing.I looked around to see we were still out of sight from everyone else, and when I looked back at him, he waved to me, as if looking for acknowledgement to what he was doing, I waved back to him, don't ask why I did it, he caught me, so I watched him.When I finished I stood up, pulled my shorts up and retrieved a tissue to wipe myself, and as I did so, he was wanking.