I watched Linda get lifted up onto a picnic table, her ass right on the edge, and two guys holding her spread legs up in the air while a third guy was...standing there pumping his cock in and out of her cunt. One of they guys asked if I was ready for some of that. Yes, yes, yes. And hurry! Since there was only one picnic table, and that was in use, they pulled a pad off of one of the lounge chairs and threw it on the ground and me on top of it. Harder than a bed, but what did I care; I was. "Would you fuck him?" I asked. "Fuck who?" she said, as she turned to kiss me. "Tony. If you weren't with me, would you fuck him?" She licked my face as I slipped my finger inside her dripping pussy. "Oh fuck, oh that's nice!" "Would you fuck him?" "If I wasn't with you, I'd probably be fucking him now, ohhh! Oh fuck yeah, keep doing that," she said as she stroked my cock through my jeans. "So you fancy Tony?" "I'm gonna come, don't stop now, ohhh fuck, ohh, ohh." I felt her start to. I whimpered and groaned. Pleasure swept through me, this incestuous rush of delight. My tingles raced through me. His balls smacked into my clit.My pussy clenched around his girth, worshiping my brother being in me. I groaned as he drew back and then thrust into me. He slammed to the hilt in me. He buried over and over into me. He slammed into my depths. He buried over and over into me.“Damned,” he growled as he pumped his cock into me. His hands slid up my body. He squeezed my breasts. He. So what does this mean for you and dad? Are you getting a divorce too? I dont know honey. Weve not been intimate for months now. Its not that I dont love him… But youre too wrapped up with John? Bea was getting angry. She knew her dad had tried with her mum, but Rosie had been too preoccupied with Johns needs, neglecting her husband in the process, pushing him away without realising it. No! Rosie snapped, Its just that… I dont know. Lately Ive just been more comfortable with John. Steve just….