My brother had a beautiful family . My husband was killed in a car accident and I guess I was still in mourning as I couldn't find myself able to date...again after his death 5 years ago. I was approached by many men but I wasn't interested. I had no c***dren and lived in my 4 bedroom house alone. So I sorta welcomed the company of my nephew. Aaron was taller than my brother. At 6'5 he was the tallest male in our family. He was slim and looked like a younger version of my brother. With dark. ." Mmmm," I said, reliving SOME of those, from the way back when we were first together, on the banks of an Alabama creek, to just a couple of weeks back when we had that conference at Los Alamos.Dan asked around about some isolated desert airstrips. "So, if a plane was to LAND there and stay overnight, you know, air-camping, nobody'd care ... show up to see what's going on?" No, not likely. Too for north for DEA to get excited..."And we landed there. Rolled out an inflatable mattress and. “Stroke it baby and suck him” he ordered.I gently stroked it and knew I would struggle to get my mouth around it, and that it would be stretching my hole more than it had ever been before.Daddy stroked me and kissed my neck as Gary kissed me passionately.Weirdly I enjoyed it. This was as good as being in a threesome with my own father, although not biologically related, I had known him most of my life, my mothers husband!Daddy and Gary climbed onto the bed and I slipped between them, kissing. I saw the lightening then felt my thunder building. Finally, it rocked me, pounding inside body, leaving me moist. I knew he felt the friction, because his movements intensified, as if he absorbed a bolt of confidence in the lightening. He commanded my body and demanded obedience as he shot me to the moon. After the fiercest, hottest, blistering moments of my life, my lover slammed down on my body, his reactions uncontrolled. He held me during the flood.I looked at the ceiling as he lay on my.