As he was broke, depressed, and down on his luck, I had told him he could stay in the extra bedroom over our garage until he got back on his feet."I b...gan to get turned on, just thinking about the two of them screwing. 'Then you wouldn't mind if I had sex with Orin?' Dinah asked. 'Not if I could watch, ' I replied"After he called with car trouble, my wife Dinah and I piled into the pickup and headed out to rescue our house guest. The mechanic we consulted when we got there said it would take at. Here," she said as she put her hands down between her legs to spread her vulvae open revealing the pink wetness inside. She drew her finger across then led it to my lips."Do I taste like my sister? My brother and my dad think so," she grinned as I licked her fingers. I was laying there naked with my raging cock pointing somewhere on the wall over my head as her hand went down to touch the tip."You're all excited, leaking your stuff. Want me to lick it off for you?"I couldn't even speak, I just. .The thought didn’t come to me. I can sense that it wasn’t a pleasant thought, like a bitter memory trapped in a book that’s been glued shut. Maybe I’d simply forgotten, but it felt odd. Was that symptom of what brought me here? A side-effect? Is there anything else I’d forgotten?I stopped, my palm on the trunk of stout tree. I closed my eyes and felt my face scrunch a bit. I strained to think. Something simple. Something easy. Something that there’s no way I could have forgotten it.My name…. He rolled over, ready to make love, but she smiled slyly and shook her head. Again she gripped his hand and directed it towards her pussy. Understanding what she needed, he lay beside her, one hand placed on her breast and the other fingering her. His fingers moved slowly but surely inside of her and he placed his thumb on her clit, rotating it to the movement of her hips. She swayed and struggled to keep her hands away from him. Matt placed his mouth on her clit and sucked hard, as she let out.