I caught hell many times for not doing things that Peggy thought that I should be doing for Brenda.After Brenda began to show quite a bit she began to...beg off sleeping with me. Peggy more than made up for it though. I guess because they were sisters, I didn't notice any jealousy or back-biting. Our living together as husband and wife and wife seemed to be almost perfect. Peggy was like a little child at Christmas waiting for the baby to be born. I think she was more nervous than Brenda.Brenda. “I love you so much Sally” he said and sighed.Later it was bedtime and we stripped of and got on to the bed. I again began to suck his cock. He suggested we 69 so he laid on his back and I straddled his head and lay on top of him. He began to lick my pussy and clit while I sucked his cock. At one point he mumbled that mum never really liked sucking him. I decided to give him the full treatment. As he got close to cumming he told me to stop but I sucked harder and he realised I wasn’t stopping.. "That's perfectlyalright Mr. Johnson, nothing to be embarrassed about." As she unzippedhim, he felt relief as his pants relented their confining hold, allowing hisunderwear to stretch outward with his hardening cock. She looked approvingly at his straining package. His penis looked huge andshe hadn't even seen what she was most interested in - the grapefruit-sizedlump beneath. "There we are, all the way down…" she murmuredas she eased his pants down to his knees. Crossing her legs. When he did finally drift off to sleep, he woke to find a huge wet patch on the sheet. He hadn’t had a wet dream since he was about fifteen, the realisation that he had cum in his sleep embarrassed him, he mopped at the patch with some tissues, deciding that he would have to find a way to slip the sheet into the laundry basket in the morning.The following morning Chris walked into the kitchen, uncertain about exactly how he was going to handle the day.“Hi baby,” Jenny said, walking over to him.