Fowlers are going at it

You take a long look at the Emily's parents. Mr Fowler is lying back on the bed, stripped completely naked, his head back (also blindfolded) and hairy chest breathing heavily. Mrs Fowler, _Liz, _is on her knees and deep-throating him. Every time her head bobs down you can hear her gag and as she comes back up you see his dick is coated in saliva.

Your gaze drags away from the sucking spectacle and down her naked body to her round buttocks resting beautifully on her heels.

You look at Emily briefly, her mouth his open and her eyes are lidded. Jack is standing next to her and although he can't see what is going on, he can hear it and the bulge in his pants shows you he is in to it.

Emily whispers into her boyfriend's ear, he nods and starts stripping. She turns to you and gestures as if to say _go on. _You are quickly out everything but your panties. Your nipples feel like that could take someone's eye out.

Emily, still clothed in a nice little cocktail dress takes the two of you by the hand and guides you to the bed and encourages you to lie down either side of her father.

Liz stops her sucking and eyes you both. You flash each other dirty grins.

Emily kneels before her boyfriend and kisses the tip of his erection that is now pointing to the sky. Jack moans.

Would Mr Fowler recognise his moan, would he have been a situation where he would have heard it? You wonder. If he does, Mr Fowler does not react.

Emily slowly, painstakingly, pushes her mouth down on his dick. Mrs Fowler mimics the motion and when her daughter catches on, the two of them seem to compete at slurping on their respective partners' cocks. You start rubbing yourself through your panties as you watch.

Both women stop their ministrations at almost the same, Emily's lips were sealed tight on her boyfriend so as she comes up for air she makes a popping sound.

Her mother does a spinning finger gesture. You don't register what it means and then it hits you.

She wants to switch.