We all look at her, in a sort of trance, ready to obey, I think.'He's going to sit there', pointing at her husband, 'and you are going to sit on his c...ck', pointing at me, 'then you are going to sit on his cock', pointing to you, 'but you are going to face me and lick my pussy as he fuck him and he fucks you'. This is way outside my comfort zone and yours by the look on your face, but we look at each other, and just laugh, 'fuck it' we both say at the same time, we are so far out of our comfort. My cock was pressing against the zipper of my trouser and I needed to stand up and move around to give it a chance to find a more comfortable position.As the swelling in my crotch finally began to let up I heard Erin call out, "Here I come." As I looked up she was skipping down the hall with the lingerie and bags of bows, wearing a thin dark blue gauzy baby doll nighty. Her large puffy nipples and areola seemed to grab my attention like headlights on a dark night as her boobs swayed and jostled. Fun didn’t include boys ... messy, smelly things. She had older brothers ... she knew what boys were like. That’s not to say she felt the same about ... men. Horse of a different color were men. If she had her druthers it would be Unka Dave ... but he was married ... and she really liked Andie ... Andie did cool shit ... and she knew about History. As she was bent over the ceramic throne she realized that History had bitten her in the ass. Cursed by Pharaoh to be short, busty and redheaded.That. After all these years it seemed so fresh.”“We have something to confess, too,” I said. “The whole story turned us both on so much that we had to go and fuck each other with some urgency. I think we managed to keep the noise down this time.”Megan laughed. “Well, I didn't hear anything, but if I had I might well have been tempted to join you.”“Aunt Megan, you're so bad,” said Tessa. “But,” and here she paused suggestively, “if you really want to try, maybe we could arrange something. I think.