We ate well and talked about our week and some of her plans. We had a light desert and left for our room.We walked in. She said, "Next time, I expect ...etter."I said, "Eve, it has all the requirements and, when it's just me, I'm comfortable. There are close restaurants and the EOC is near." I paused and grinned. "What are your plans for next weekend?" I'm returning for more debauchery with my husband." She grinned. "Seriously, I'm looking forward to creating a mutual home here for us. I just. Her motion parted her lips and soon my fingers were pressing at her opening. I don't know how she managed it but with one little movement of her hips my ring and fore fingers slipped right inside her hole down to the knuckle. Her wetness felt very hot trickling down my hand, thick as cyrup and my cock answered by swelling to it's max.I removed my hand from her breast and undid my belt and fly awkwardly with one hand, still finger fucking her with the other. When I yanked down the waistband of. I soon rolled out of bed, dressed, and headed out into the kitchen. I found that I was famished, walked out, gave mom a kiss on the back of her neck which caused her to giggle almost like a teenager herself, though she shooed me away from her shortly after that, reminding me to behave myself. The three of us were still sharing secretive looks and glances when dad made his way down for breakfast, though mom once again gave us both a couple of warning looks in addition to those.I felt like a kid. He had his back to us when we walked in but when he turned to us, I could see his pleasure sparkling in his eyes. I walked up to him and put my hand on his huge bulge and squeezed gently. I then took his lips in mine and kissed him deeply. Jean walked up behind him and put her hands on his chest and found his nipples and squeezed them ever so gently. I actually thought he was going to pass out. Jean came around beside me and we kissed each other gently. She took my hand and led me to the couch..