For some reason that made me even wetter.I looked back at the television in time to see dad eating the woman out, another close-up but this time the s...eadiness of the shot had me thinking it was on a tripod. I sat down and slipped off my panties and watched. I had an orgasm before the tape was over but managed to see the woman in the video was my mom and judging by her short hair, the tape was about 10 years old. I felt guilty and ashamed of myself and as I stood to leave I heard my dad's voice. "What should I wear?" asked Maggie."I have a dress that may suit you. It's my wife's -- if that doesn't bother you." Not at all. I'll be honored to wear something she wears. Is that weird?"Charles went into the bedroom and returned with an ephemeral, flowery, knee-length dress with spaghetti straps. "I like it," she said. "But the fabric is thin. I should put on panties and a bra."Charles laughed. "Don't. You haven't had clothes on since yesterday and now you want to get modest?" Okay, maybe. Before we started packing though we decided to take a shower down stairs together. So we washed up real good and said to each other we should do it one more time before we leave. So while in the shower Kate got down on her knees and started sucking my dick nice and good. She did that for a few minutes and she stood up then I got down and told her to bend over and started to lick her nice clean ass hole. Finally she jumped up and wrapped her legs around me and I thrust my dick in her good. She. . . if you want. Oh and those blue panties I had; they may have been just a little too small. I took them off. . . . See for yourself.” She leaned back against the sink. Spreading her legs just a bit. And grew an I dare you look. Sam, never one to back down went to reach. However, she took it one step further and knelt down. She then reached with both hands and rolled the hem of Carly’s skirt up. Sam slid them up even further on the outsides of Carly’s thighs up to her waist. More or less.