Lilly and I slept until noon that Sunday. After a nice lunch in the restaurant downstairs, we screwed one more time. We were both perversely thrilled that we would be leaving a huge mess in the bed that Dad and Fiona would have to sleep in tonight. We called and arranged for a taxi to pick us up at 4:30 pm to catch our flight home to Seattle.
It was two minutes after 4pm when we heard the electric door lock click open. Moments later we heard a giggle as the door shut closed and then the sound of a zipper being unzipped. “Gawd, I’ve wanted to suck these t**s all day,” we heard dad’s husky gasp. Because there is a dividing wall between the entry foyer and living room, Dad and Fiona had no idea that Lilly and I were sitting on the couch just fifteen feet away.
“I want you in my p***y right
