It was very comfortable, and reasonablywell cared for considering he had never married. But he did have theoccasional girl friend, and even though I f...lt like his 'sister' he really checked out my body as I ran up the sidewalk to give him a hug.I knew the short skirt was probably showing a lot of leg as I ran on my high heels. And my breasts were bouncing sexily. Even more unnerving was that I felt him get instantly hard when he hugged me close. I was very aware of his hands on my back and my. He had neatly trimmed dark pubes spreading out above his cock and below his slightly fuzzy balls hung large and inviting. The entire package was hotter than I could have hoped for and was extremely delicious looking.He looked over at the masturbating crowd of us sitting on the bench watching him. He smiled. With his thumb he pushed his large dick downward until it pointed towards the mattress. Then he let go. It shot up, slapping against his stomach with an obscene splat. He gave it a couple of. “Am I hurting you?” I asked.“Nooo,” came her deep, guttural response, “you feel so good to me back there. Keep going. Please, keep going.”Gently, I grabbed Cathy's hips through the terrycloth which still encompassed them. In response, Cathy push herself back against me harder. I pulled myself towards her using her hips as a guide.Suddenly, I felt my tip push pass what had been the guardians of Cathy's virtue. Her walls immediately grabbed it, issuing a warm and pleasurable welcome that I don’t. Leaving the table with the dishes, Barbara stacked them in the sink. Turning to the boys, she opened her robe, holding it wide. “Would either of you be interested in this?” Lewis and George grinned, their eyes flashing as they looked up and down her body, from her arching, rounded tits to her hairy cunt and long, creamy thighs.“You know I am,” George said, his voice thickening with desire as he looked at her.Barbara winked at him. “And so is my son. You don’t mind that, do you, George?”“Hell.