You win. I lost. I'm gone," I whispered. Samantha had retreated to her uncle who held her hand. I glanced over at him with the purest of hatreds cloud...ng my face I was sure, cold, studied hatred."Quinn, do you hear me. Do you understand? We can make this work, Quinn, but you have to give an inch. Please, Quinn," she said."No, you win, I lose," I said. I turned and walked slowly away from them. None of the trio tried to follow me or say anything else.She watched as her daughter literally ran. With great strength, he lifts my hips and buries his face into my pussy drinking my juices while my mouth finds his cock and sucks it. I never thought a man would have the strength to hold me in a 69 while standing. He lowers me gently to the bed holding the 69 and licking and sucking my pussy passionately. I grind my pussy into his face while I bury his cock deep into my throat.I roll him over and then turn to mount him. It seems both our loins were starving for sex. As I lower onto his. I needed details and Kathy just said trust her. We decided to go to a town about 50 miles from home to be able to be discrete and not be recognized by friends.As we packed for our trip that next Friday afternoon, I told Kathy that I would go along with what ever she was wanting, and with a smile that said I would love this evening we both agreed lets play.We checked into a hotel in the downtown area and located a couple of bars to begin the evening. Kathy gave me a great blowjob as we. The girl is Sherry, Fredo's daughter, and the youngest boy is Fred, Fredo's son. Come in and meet the family."The next fifteen minutes were taken up with introductions to the entire family. There were five children present. Three belonged to Pietro and his wife, Melanie. The other two were Alfredo and Carolyn's offspring. The two youngest were both babes in arms, one each for the two married sons. It took only a moment to realize that it was unlikely either wife was of Italian heritage. I don't.