My words had the effect I knew they would have on Dev. I felt his hand creeping up my thighs. I wanted his hand to do things to me. God! I was going b...nkers. When he dipped his hand between my legs, I didn’t know how; but my legs spread out as if they were driven by an unknown mechanism. As if I wanted him to feel the crevices and curves there.Dev raised my skirt and caressed my thighs very close to my panty. When he tried to inch closer to my panty, I knew I was soaking wet there and Dev would. It's a little weird to hear your parents fucking, but anymore it really turns me on. I finger my pussy and try to time it so I come with them. Some nights they'll go two or three times." That's a little more information than I need to hear, Abby," I scolded, trying to maintain some adult demeanor."No, too much information is watching some guy fuck your mother, pull out of her, tear off a condom and shoot spunk all over her back and down her ass," Abby countered. "Are you going to deny it or. I put my hand on her shoulder. "We'll have your back."The three women pushed around the furniture as I left. It wouldn't provide real protection, and we all knew it.I put another crewman inside the restroom, which had another angle on the intersection."Stay in here until the shooting starts, then pop out and add to the covering fire," I ordered.He complied, waiting in the dark alone.I made it back to the half-wall with Nehring and the other two shooters, just as we heard heavy footsteps further. I still send her off to spend a private evening with Jeremy at least once a week, but the way we fuck her together makes it more tolerable. There are still things my wife does not let me do and most of them would be understandable within a typical marriage. For instance, Debbie will not get on the floor for me and roll over till her feet touch the floor above her head, leaving her ass is in the air. Last week she did exactly that, just not for me. When Jeremy told her to do it, she willingly.