He glanced over and saw Max was groping his crotch. He had on a pair of drawstring painter-pants and a few minutes later shoved his hand down under hi... waistband. Steve had no problem with that, but was surprised when after another few minutes Max pulled his cock and balls out and continued stroking them. Steve was feeling a strange sense of arousal. He decided to follow suit and unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his cock out. Sitting on the sofa with his jeans unbuttoned he was still. When she came into the bedroom she had a ‘just fucked’ look about her, which I recognized after 16 years together. I went to speak, but she just told me to be quiet and pulled the sheets back, seeing my panty covered cock. She started to laugh and commented how she could not believe such a tiny, useless thing had fathered two c***dren. That was cruel, but made my cock twitch still. Even more so when she leant down and whispered in my ear, “That’s IF the k**s are yours...”Without another word. Usually it’s just a figment of our imagination, a way to coupe with our family being too lame or too prefect or too wired. My case however falls under unusual, see I have always been the black sheep of my family, for some strange reason I always felt out of place at family gatherings and even my own home, as if I was amongst friends and acquaintances rather them family and relatives. Despite this feeling I would act warm towards those in my family never letting on how I felt. I did however. She was looking like a goddess and all I wanted to do was to fuck her. I got up held her in my arms and put her on the bed. I started kissing her wildly. I kissed her neck first which made her moan in seconds. Then I went ahead and opened her lingerie and now she was in her panty only. I stated sucking her breasts. And man they were great.I started sucking one boob and massaging other with my other hand. Slowly I started moving my hand toward her pussy. This was the first time I ever touched a.