When Mom asked her how it was Trish replied, “It was terrible. Trish and I had sex more and more. Indian Sex We ate lunch there at the new picnic table and just as we bit into our sandwiches Trish said, “Dad, Mom tells me that you want to fuck me.” After a short pause to see Dad’s face turn white from shock she continued, “Does that mean that Frankie can fuck Mom?”
Dad stuttered as he spoke, “I’ll have to think about that.”
Trish said, “What is there to think about? On one end were some fossils of fern leaves and small crustaceans that must have been millions of years old. With Mom’s blessing and no worry about her getting pregnant Trish wanted to do it all the time and so did I. That orgasm lasted her almost a full minute. Plus Mom had heard the bed squeak and Trish cry out in the heat of the moment. Mom took my hand and said to Dad, “You can have our bed, we will be up in the loft in his bed.” We then walked into the cabin and climbed the stairs to our loft bedroom.
