I asked George if he had eaten? He said that his mother had left some food for him but he was not that hungry. The sun gone down we went to the kitche... to get some drinks. We sat at the kitchen table still naked. As we were supping George told me he had spent some time on the web over the last couple of weeks and visited a few sex sites. He had watched boys with girls, girls with girls and boys with boys. He told me that he enjoyed best watching the young boys and little girls and the boys. It was a throwback to the Old South. The hospitality shown by the owners mirrored that of the previous owners, whose courtesy allowed them to keep the house and grounds intact when the eventual carpetbaggers raped the rest of the state. After tea Bob and his wives, along with the other married folk were shown to their sleeping quarters where they could freshen up and dress for supper, which would be a formal affair. Excitement ran electrically through the group, as they prepared for dining in. I dropped my shorts and tee shirt and quickly approached my kneeling step sister intending to slide my cock into the full ripe cheeks of her ass. I had no plan beyond that. Here I was, naked with my long time heartthrob kneeling before me, smiling all the while. I laid my prick into that valley between her womanly ass cheeks and began to rock to and fro as Kristin moaned beneath me. This went on for just a few moments and then Kristin turned her head to face me."Matty, my pussy is for Jeff.. Ellie was more or less forgotten when I got stationed overseas and lost my virginity in Japan though in a way I wish Ellie would have taken it. Even after I married wife Sarah in 1969 I still Didn,t think of Ellie and when I travelled to visit my sister and grandfather for the last time before being transferred to Washington State I was alone with Sarah. back in England being treated for various health problems having suffered poor health all her life and it,s now caught up with her so much her.