Later, that night after we had left for our tent area and were sitting around our campfire, we could just hear our parents laugh and gasp occasionally. Becki, Jenni, and I all emerged from our tents in new bikinis. My dad knelt and lifted her hips up and pulled off her yoga pants. “Oh, fuck Karen, fuck yes. Jesus Jenni, fuck I’ve dreamed of this for a long time.” My dad then said, “Now spread your legs, Jenni, like you did for your dad.” Jenni took a breath and spread her young legs. His big fat cock was hard for all to see. After I was done, James was the last of us who had not spun yet. It is true. I spun and it landed on Jenni. We were proud of our bodies and didn’t mind wearing more revealing outfits as we got older, we just hadn’t worn those out fits around our parents very often. “Which one of the men here do you want to see fuck your daughter the most?” Britany asked. My finger barely fit around it. My hormones were raging form all sexual tension in the air. Then I remember the rule about touching after 30 minutes. The look on her face was discomfort and exhilaration, Ben moaned as he was looking at his wife and said,
