Anyways, they got married in June. By August they came back from their honeymoon and my dad had to leave for business in Europe.My room is about six f...et down from the master bedroom. That night I could hear her making these crazy sex sounds. She was loud about it too.She would scream "Fuck me you motherfucker, fuck me right there".I jerked off to the sounds of her, fantasizing me being the one she was fucking.After my dad left, she went out.I did not see her again until the next night. She. ”“Well, you don’t have to yell.”“Where are the godamned pills?”“In the bathroom, same place they were last night.”I could hear Dad fumbling with the pills, then water running briefly.“Bring one for me too,” Mom called.A few minutes later, the lights went out and the night was still. I waited and waited, but Mom didn’t come. Eventually, I realized that she was sleeping, that she must have taken a pill too.Thoughts of the afternoon flooded through my mind. The picture of her lovely ass, spreading. I caught a few nervous glances from the girls beside me, and I couldn't see the couple on the other side very well but I think they were making out too. Before long, Leon had his hand on my crotch and was stroking my pussy through the thin fabric of my leggings, which I was wearing without panties, partly to avoid panty lines and partly because I knew Leon would love it. He slid his hand down my pants and I could see his face form a smile. "You aren't wearing panties, are you," he. Our sex life was poor and had become just a bit forced and monotonous. Kristin was just as excited as I was to be moving to the Phoenix area where she could do outdoor activities year-round. She was an avid hiker, biker, and runner. As you would expect, because of all this activity she had a sleek, tan, and sexy body. She had nice perky breasts, a gorgeous firm ass, and long beautiful legs. Perhaps her best physical features were her full, sensual lips. This made here a great kisser. Because of.