It never gets old and brings tears to my eyes.The story was told to me by both my Mom and Dad. Of course when I was old enough I could see everything ...or myself. These two people really loved each other but you would never picture them as a couple.Dad was a big man; I mean a really big man. He was 6'4" and weighed over two hundred seventy-five pounds in his heyday. Mom was 5'1" and maybe a hundred and ten pounds, soaking wet.Dad worked at Ford Motor Company. His dad, my Paw-Paw, got him a job. Me: See, I sucked your private part and you felt nice. Same way, if you lick my private part the same, it will give me pleasure.He pressed and played with my boobs for a while. One thing I got to know that he was more interested in the boobs part. He went near my thigh and was gently rubbing with his hand. I was getting excited. His face was now in front of my vagina.First, my brother kissed the vagina lips. It was completed wet. He started to lick the vagina. He licked the clitoris part. I was. .. Oh... Oh God yeah. Oh fuck!” “Fuck that's fucking tight!” George grunted. “Like it you little slut?” I joked. April nodded and giggled. “Uh huh,” she said. “Okay. Fuck me. Slow. Slow. Sl... ohmigod!” After long slow strokes to get April warmed up, George picked up the pace. She grabbed the bed railing and grunted with every thrust. I moved behind them. The sight of George's big cock pounding April's tight wet little pussy almost made me cum. April leaned over and kissed George and took. I was four-feet, seven-inches (but taller in high heels) and he was just over six feet. I was attending a seminar with my normal-sized brother Andrew about financial planning when we sort of met. I was sitting in the middle of the front row almost directly in front of Sir Peter, who was making a speech. He couldn't keep his eyes off me.We had a very affluent lifestyle and he was well known in the village where we lived. My husband had a business that was just about getting by but he wanted.