“Take it out, Joey,” she told me. Doing as I was told, I let my cock slide from my mom’s cunt. She got up and sat on her knees. “Now, boys,”...she said to my father and me, “give it to me.” My dad and I each knelt on one side of her and she grabbed both our cocks with her hands, stroking them ferociously. It kind of looked like she was rowing a boat! She started sucking on our pricks as well again, altering between them, always still stroking the one she wasn’t blowing.She kept this up for quite. That meant that, more likely than not, somebody naked would have the worst hand. At the moment, that meant only me. When a woman won, all the men who couldn't beat the worst woman's hand of the women still with clothing would lose. If a man won, it was the worst hand among the woman with clothing who would give up something.The next hand proved how much easier it was to play just one kind of poker while everyone else was still playing two kinds. I got another garbage deal, so I folded and lost. Maine aaj taak maa babuji ko kiss karte nahi dekha tha. Fir thodi der baad, chacha bed pe khade ho gaye, aur maa bhi back pe let gayi. Chacha niche baith gaye, aur maa ke pairo ko chum kar dhire dhire upar sarakne lage. Saath saath, woh gown bhi upar saraka rahe the.Maa ki aakhe band thi, aur honth khule hue the. Muh se ummm ummm, ssss ssss karke siskariya maar rahi thi. Chacha dhire dhire maa ki chut ke aandar ghus gaye aur use chatane lage. Maa ke siskariyon mai halakisi smile aa gayi. Woh ek. Am ya kon sa time hai aram ka, abhi to bua so kar uthee ho gee, phir bua chalee gae or mai be apna room mai changing karna laga magar mujha bua ki baat khatak rahi thee.Maina socha chal kar dakhta hoain. Bua ka room kee back side par khirkee thee or chota sa tarris, hain mara bua ka or didi ka room sath sath hai parents ka room neecha hai, mai apna terris sa bua ka tarris par gaya or aram sa bath gaya, khirkee ka aga parda tha magar jo aik kona sa thora sa utha tha, maina dakha didi bur main.