There were some hushed voices and a giggle then I heard the bed in my son’s room creak. It wasn’t continuous squeaking like they were fucking, mo...e like shifting positions. Was he going down on her? Had they called it quits? God I hope not…I can’t believe I just thought that. I heard more creaking then Margo gasped and let out a soft groan. I felt myself shudder. I had the head of my dildo gliding along my wet cleft and it hit my inflamed clit. I bit my lower lip to keep from crying. Technically you’re right, no matter what a parent should be there for their children, but this is a big blow to absorb. We’re on an uneven playing field no matter how we look at it, neither team has the advantage over the other,” mom said.I was a little surprised and pleased on how she used the sports illustration to describe our situation, it helped me make sense of it. “So how do we even the playing field?”“For the first time in maybe ever, I don’t have an answer. Usually I’d be able to think. We need a piece too.''I'm first though,' Tim demanded, already naked and already wrapping his hand around his cockshaft, making it hard, 'I broke him, so I get first shot at his fag ass.''Fine,' his dad, my uncle agreed, also completely baring his hairy naked body in the wide open outdoors, 'But first of all, he'll be swallowing my cock.'Eagerly I stripped off until all four of us family men were naked in the clearing, surrounded by trees with the sun shining down on our naked bodies. I could. "Fuck it's time for me to hit the galley and make scran. It's a fuckingpain in the arse cooking in this uniform; when are those fuckers goingto let me get back into cook's white's?" Doris complained."I think they'll have had enough of this lark by tonight. They willsoon get bored with it and find something else to torment us with," Marysaid, looking at her reflection in the mirror and adjusting her wig.'I fucking hope so; but I don't think so,' Michele postulated.Meanwhile back at the wets.