" Seeing that the two were close to blows, Natalie stepped in, "it's true, my mother was a woman with lovers, my father caught her with a lover and ki...led her and her lover, then in despair he shot and killed himself." Not finished Natalie looked at her aunt "we also both know that father had a mistress and many lovers himself, so that must of made him a male whore." she said in her coldest tone of voice. Then she walked out of the room. Patricia followed behind her "he was a man, men are. Despite the forward cant of her head, her blonde hair was long enough to remain hanging over her shoulder. Still, with her head to the side, I could see that she was pale with fine features, a delicate woman. She suddenly stiffened and I knew that Dad, keeping his palm pressed against the front of the dress, had closed his fingers to take in the full form of her breasts.“Everything will be fine, Jennifer, you’ll see.”Evidently satisfied with the way things were going and confident about where. I quickly brought myself to one of my best orgasms ever!"The next morning at breakfast, on my mom's day off, I mentioned nonchalantly that it seemed like she and Malcolm were having a lot of fun lately. All of the color left mama's face and she just nodded and smiled weakly. I knew I was onto something, so I asked her a few questions: Was Malcolm a good lover? Did she like having sex with him? Was it hard to take such a big cock like his?"Without a word, mom put down her fork, turned to. Reaching around to the front of his body, my hands soon found hisnipples. I started playing with them, running my fingers in littlecircles over the bud and then pinching them every so often. As Icaressed his chest I could feel his hips start to move around. Reachingdownwards with one hand, I could feel his erection straining inside hispanties. I started stroking his penis with the one hand while cuppinghis breast with the other hand."Do you like it when I fondle your breasts?" I whispered in.