“We're both pregnant, Becky.”I blinked. “What?”Before I could even ask another question, Janice and her mother were on me. They surrendered to...their desire for me. They fell on the bed, Janice on my right, Mrs. Albertson on my left, and grasped my wet cock with their greedy hands. Mother and step-daughter lapped up my shaft, climbing higher and higher.I groaned as their tongues brushed the tip. Pleasure shivered through me as their tongues danced about the crown of my dick, licking and lapping. Looking at Mary she was wearing a very feminine dress, showing some lovely cleavage. The dress was just below the knee and she had some tan coloured pantyhose on, matched with some high heeled shoes.As we sat down to eat we started talking about our lives etc, and as the wine flowed our tongues became looser, and we started to flirt with each other. It soon became obvious that neither of us had had a good fuck in ages and we were desperate. We quickly finished our meals and agreed it would be. His arms slide underneath my back and we share an embrace that isn’t nearly close enough. I could squeeze him with all my might and it still wouldn’t be close enough. He pulls him arms free and traces a feathery line down between my breasts, to my tummy, then to my hipbone and the inside of my thigh. I can’t keep my hips still, these touches just inspire them to move more. I’m always a bit wanton when he’s involved. I can tell he likes these movements, so I give him a smoldering glance through. Mark wasted no more time, he held his mother tight and rolled over onto her, sucking her breasts as his hands found more places on her body to explore."Oh god" she gasped out of breath for the foreplay alone! She spread her legs wide and felt the head of his hard erection nuzzle her hairy wet pussy."Mark" she gasped, helpless to her sons pleasures, "Mark... have... you... oh god... have you got any condoms?" She had stopped taking the pill years ago, she thought she didn't need when she slept.