Frowning. Gray. November. Complete apathy for anything. The head is packed with a bunch of problems - work, personal life. Sitting on the sofa on Thursday evening, my dear (not yet wife) sawing nails, offered to unexpectedly go to my parents:
- No, but what? Why not, Lesh? Last time, three months ago were.

Hmm, okay. Somehow we will shatter, I thought to myself.

Road. 5 hours by car, the mood is not improving. Although Oksana and I always find where to laugh and there is always something to chat about. Well, and besides, I still have that hot little thing. Does not allow to relax at all. That playfully zaderet skirt, then offers to have sex right at the gas station. In general, slowly and truly the mood is getting better and better, well, and the realization that there is not much left is good news. Although, of course, often meetings with parents are not very fun. It takes about 2 hours of talking, well, and then Oksanka and I go to the club. Well, in principle, from this trip I was expecting the same. Anyway. Get the fucking thoughts off.

- Andrei, have you ever seen how your mom and folder fucked? - Oksana asked.

- Wow question !! As it is not accepted in our society to focus on such things.

- Which ones? That people have sex?

- Not. It is not customary to discuss the sexual life of parents.

- Come on! I'm sure Aunt Tanya will lead anyone. And do not tell me that you did not think about her, like any female with whom you can sleep. Come tell me what you saw! - Oksanka fun laughed.

- Yes, I saw, of course. - I answered freely. - more precisely heard. In general, the mother often seduced her father. We had parties all the time at home. So the mother in all details told everyone how and where her “Kohl, Traaah” and this drawn-out “aaaaa” drove me crazy. Well, that, of course, is after alcohol. All male friends, she and the folder drooling allowed on Mom.

- No doubt, dear. I also sometimes! - Oksana smiled smartly and like a cat stretched out on the seat. The deep neckline of a dark sweater without underwear and protruding nipples of the breast of the 2nd and a half size of the dead will not excite.

- Let's tie. Do not torture me. Almost arrived.

-. Grunted here. You do not want - do not take it. Well, you haven't finished mom. Since you have not seen what else heard?

- Yes, not so much. Our bedrooms in different parts of the apartment were. Nothing really hear. Just a few times in the middle of the night I went to the toilet and heard the creak of the bed with sighs and oops. Yes, everything is clear. What are they, not people, that is. Well, by the way, after some drinking, I haven’t slept yet, they tried something in the bathroom, or my dad wanted my mom's ass, but apparently unsuccessfully, I just heard that "it hurts, ooh ... that's enough." And in general, arrived already.

My mom met us. Dad has been at work yet.

- Hello, my darlings!! What are you beautiful - my mother kissed us and called into the hall.

“Mom, you look great too.” - I returned the compliment. Although it really was. For her 41 mother looked amazing. Blonde, 171 height, tall breasts of the 4th size. Slender legs. Of course, the tummy began to appear, but he did not spoil it at all. What always attracted me to my mother was her mouth and full sensual lips in particular. The irrelevant attribute is red lipstick and dark eyes. Frankly, my mother looked slutty. But despite this, I am sure that she never cheated on my father.

Now she was wearing homemade tight pants and a jacket.

We sat and chatted about this and that. What's up. How we settled down. Find out the latest news from the city. In general, an entire hour passed unnoticed. Just then my father called. Mom told him that we arrived.Well, despite the weather, the folder offered to take a walk in our old park. Besides, there was still something that had to be brought to the house from his car.

My Oksana and mother were not against it. Quickly dressing a little warmer, we went outside, and the benefit of the park was close, 10 minutes were in place. As it turned out, I had to help the folder with a car battery. And, of course, I had to carry it.

- Come on, go on, and quickly come back, and while I'm having fun for the girls. - Said the folder, and pulled out of the bosom 0.5 brandy and cups.

- Okay. Just leave me a little bit. - seeing the cognac, everyone was delighted and sent me to the apartment with jokes and jokes.

Something like taking the battery and returning to the park I decided to take another bottle of brandy, for it was pretty cool.

Walking over to the shop where Oksana, my mom and dad were standing, I noticed another pair. The whole company amicably laughed at the pope's next story. Coming closer, I realized that this is my younger cousin Alena with her boyfriend Anton. Despite their age, (both were 18 years old), the guys looked pretty adult. So Alyona was generally gorgeous, her slim legs in black tights and a beautiful short coat, plus her slightly east of her face, made the whole picture incredibly beautiful. Seeing me all applauded and called more likely to the shop.

The evening was wonderful. The problems disappeared and seemed worthless. Taking out the second bottle, my mother smiled slyly ...

- Oh, you soak us, son!

- Yes, warm up, mom, and all!

- Well done son. I did everything right. - Approved me the folder.

Easily and naturally flew 2 hours. Cognac was over, but no one wanted to stop this beautiful evening. And everyone decided to go to our house. I bought 2 more bottles of brandy and some fruit.

At home we sat in the kitchen. Sister really looked great, under the coat was wearing a white blouse and a dark skirt just above the knees. Anton is her boyfriend, strong with the looks that girls like. In general, they were a great pair. But after looking at my Oksanochka, I realized that it was better not to find girls. Grace, femininity was in every movement. In every glance. By the way, she was very much like my mother. She was wearing a black blouse with a deep neckline and white skinny pants through which her lace thongs were clearly visible.

The conversation proceeded and developed steadily, and, as is usually the case, reached delicate topics. Encouraged by the alcohol, the girls listened with pleasure as the male half discussed the models of magazines and TV presenters. And then they and this.

Could not stand my mother.

- What did you find in them? Do you think we are worse.

- Yes Tanya calm down. Of course not. Where are they to you? - the folder laughed.

- No, girls! You heard? They believe that these hangers are better than us - real women.

- Yes, Aunt Tanya. I agree with you !! How can they say that when such beauty is near? - entered Oksanka.

- Well, let's Lady! Prove, I retorted.

- Give us 5 minutes. - mum purred, and the whole feminine women's company went into the bedroom to the parents, where all mother's dresses were kept. By the way, it is worth noting that in terms of body size and height, all 3 girls are slightly similar. But mothers breast more from childbirth, somewhere in size.

The men and I laughed and imagined what would be for the concert now.

Minutes after 10 model gait, Alyona entered the room under a standing ovation. The amazing satin dress of her mother, which she wore about 15 years ago, perfectly emphasized the figure of Alena. A few turns around, graceful posture. And Alyona sat next to us.

Outside the door he heard the sound of heels. “Mine is coming,” I thought to myself. And no mistake. Like a cat in an incredibly short skirt and a white blouse, Oksanochka came in. Black shoes and tights added spice. Father and Anton poked their mouths. Where else can you see such an embodiment of sex.

Well, then there was a mom. The way she looked, going into the kitchen, is impossible to describe. Real, sensual, hot. Red dress with a cut just above the knee, open back and deep cleavage. The breast almost fell out.Going in, my mother straightened her stockings and stood up rather defiantly arched ...