Jennifer looked at her son's cock. It had to be at least 8 inches. And it was thicker than her husband's cock. She made her eyes wander from top to bo...tom, her gaze going over the shiny purple head, drops of clear fluid running out the little piss-slit, then her gaze went down, down along his shaft, the shaft with a number of veins running through it. Then lower still, she gazed at his nut sack. Two egg sized balls hung low between his legs, the weight of them making the sack hang almost in. I'm telling you that it's okay with me if you have sex with Jan and keep her happy. Just don't forget me when I feel like it, okay?"Of course, I heard those words, they were clear enough. It was the implications of the words that didn't sink in immediately, there were just too many of them.Janet didn't live too far from us, only a few miles, so what Peg was saying was that she and I could have frequent sex. And, she made it obvious that I never needed to hide my sex with her sister from her,. Tracey who was wearing her new panties was getting horny and had decided to masturbate later went she went to bed. At about 11.30 they all headed off to bed and as Tracey undressed she realised how wet her pussy was. She lay next to Danny for a few minutes and waited for uncle and auntie to go to sleep before she sneaked off to the bathroom to pleasure herself. She eased herself out of the bed as she stepped out of her room she heard talking from auntie and uncle's room. She tiptoed along and. 'This man is all man,' I think to myself. I feel his face close to mine. His lips softly touch my lips, parting them to steal my tongue. I sigh as we start sexily tongue kissing. His hand moves to my breast, fingering the nipple outside the corset. I moan. He moves aside the fabric, fingering my nipple. He stops kissing me. 'What now?' I ask myself until I feel his warm mouth and tongue on my nipple sucking softly. My hands move to the back of his head, cradling his head to my breast. My hips.