We had lots to drink and then started talking about sex again. I noticed that he was rubbing himself, I tried to ignore it but I couldn't ignore the f...ct that I was getting turned on. He pulled the quilt to one side and gave me a view of his long fat cock. Well it was longer and fatter than mine. I couldn't take my eyes off it. I felt dirty because I knew that it was wrong to do what I was doing, but I couldn't ignore the pre cum forming in my pants.He carried on wanking as I watched and then. “Don’t make me wait so long next time Sarah,” she whispers as the tip of her tongue find my clit.Greg is standing close by as I reach out for his erection. I am stroking his erection while I suck his balls. I run the tip of his erection over my nipples. Then he slowly feeds his raging erection between my pursed lips. Marianne stops licking me to look at Greg feeding his erection between my lips. “Awesome Sarah, fucking awesome,” she whispers as she takes my hand and places it on her man’s. "Mommy-Boobs has gotcha, baby," Hilda assured her boy as he fondled her familial knockers and she adroitly slid his boxers down over the freakish bulge he was proudly and unabashedly sporting. His heavily veined, amazingly thick and horsey-long penis sprang abruptly into view, his snake of an organ always taking his mother's breath away every time she saw it. "Motherfuck, but I just want to swallow this ripe young cock of yours alive every time I see the son of a bitch! But rules are rules. You. It was almost like he was teasing himself because he still couldn’t see her pussy, but he kept sliding them until they were lying on the floor. After getting her panties off he directed her to keep cleaning up the kitchen until the table was cleared. He sat in his chair and told me not to move and told my wife to stand with each of her legs outside of his knees. In doing so, her legs were about 2 feet apart with her covered navel only inches from his face when he looked up at her and said “Show.