“See what?” I blindly replied.“My new boobs,” she said.“I’m sure they’re nice,” I replied.“No,” Tammy replied, as she unbuttoned h...r shirt. “I’d really like your opinion.”Before I could say “no” a second time, she flipped her shirt into my lap and reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. She slipped the spaghetti straps down her toned arms and tossed the bra into my lap as well.She playfully squeezed her “man-made” breasts, lightly pinching her nipples with her fingers and a thumb.“Feel. She apologized for not having good lights, and then commenced to make her own, out of theirs, using cardboard and tin foil, assisted by tape and other things they expected Bobby to produce instantly. The most interesting thing to Bobby was that she wanted a light of some kind to hang from the ceiling. After she explained it was to highlight the hair, he wired a light socket to an extension cord and made a shade for it out of cardboard and tin foil.Finally the posing area was ready, and the. Natalie recoiled in horror as it became clear of what was in store for her, but she was turned around quickly by the group of people behind her who seemed to urge her toward the throne. The queen, for her part, simply smiled as she lowered herself back down into the throne, reaching down to stroke her length and coax it into life. Right before her eyes, the woman’s shaft grew by several inches, gently curving into the air under her own touch.Natalie tried to run again, but this time, she was. As Aunt Sharon alternated between chewing, licking and sucking on each one of Becky’s perky tits, Craig ate her soaking snatch out with a ravenous hunger, drinking back his cousin’s sex-sauce with a relish. He loved feel and taste of a woman’s dripping pussy, especially one that belonged to a blood relative. It was sinful, but so sinfully nice. Craig then rose up until his cock was positioned at the entrance to Becky’s moist, wet cunt, then slowly slid inch after inch of his massive fuck-rod.