Otherwise, we decided to make the exchange of residence on Sunday afternoon or evening so that they could get settled in for school the next day. I do...'t think either Matt or Jess were pleased with their circumstances, but when I discussed what might have been, they agreed that the situation was better than any alternative.With the kids at Reese's residence, I was free to get a number of things done without worrying about dealing with their needs, preparing meals, or checking on homework. I had. "Its very stiff and hard," M said, " I like the feel of it. How is that wanking, does it feel good?" Well it is good enough, but you know what buddy, I'm here to donate my semen to these two lovely ladies and I reckon I'd be happier if I had young Jenny's soft little fingers wrapped around it." He's right Jenny," Caroline answered, "you wank him off, M can collect the donation, and all of you, move up closer, I want a ringside seat."M watched as his sister Jenny's soft delicate and slim fingers. "What made you phone her?" I asked."You know I always call her on the weekend," replied mom. "It was just a general catch up chat."Mom and her sister Jean, who was a couple of years older than mom, were quite close and spoke regularly. Aunt Jean lived on the West Coast, but she and mom would speak on the phone regularly -- at least once or twice a week, and also visit each other several times a year. Aunt Jean lived on her own now, as her husband had died a few years back of a heart attack.. She then gracefully lifted her left leg behind her, leaning forward toward me. I brought my right leg back and leaned forward toward her, noting that we were mere inches apart as we mirrored one another. I couldn't help myself... I glanced down and noticed that her robe was now gaping wide open, her breasts clearly visible. I lifted my eyes, and met hers. "I'm sorry," I whispered, still in the strange position, and heard her whisper quietly. "Don't be." And before I could think, she leaned.