As Jason sucked on one of her breasts, Fran came bouncing in, naked as the day she was born. She jumped up on the bed. Goody, you guys are up. Then sh... started sucking her mothers other hard nipple. Jason reached over and started fondling her small tits while still sucking Donna. Fran then wiggled down the bed and grabbed her fathers already hard cock and slipped her lips over it. As the scene continued, it came to where Jason was on his back and Fran positioned herself over him facing his feet. She parts for me, and I pay attention to her clit. It stands up. It is a beacon saying ‘come here to me’. No words are used, nor are they needed. Our bodies speak for us. Her sighs have become moans, and then, non-words. An imaginary language of passion that fills her world. Like a slowly growing volcano, I feel her begin her ascent. She moans out, she quivers, and finally, she bucks into her first big O of the evening. Her orgasm has split the warm night air – telling the whole world of her. . and on and on...So many wonderful sensous memories... so many sexy experiences...Which experience would he want to recreate? Valentines, his birthday...perhaps even our wedding night?I could feel my heart thumping in anticipation. So loud I woundered if hecould hear it. Hurry up Mike... I thought... Not sure if I can controlmyself for much longer... I could feel the adrenaline coursing through mybody, making my fingers tremble ever so slightly. My thoughts tumblingover each other, I was. Perhaps later. And I enjoyed the sight of the palm trees. Such a romantic setting… How I´d love to make love to Rafael under those palm trees, under the moon and the stars… A knock on the door brought me back to reality! Room service was here, with the chilled bottle of champagne and the two tall glasses. They were also going to bring complimentary strawberries and chocolates… As I opened the door, I saw him standing there. Tall. Proud. Handsome. Just as I remembered him. Time had not passed,.