I gave her a peck on the cheek and sat at the other sofa. She hogged the more comfortable one and was reclined on it in her old housedress, not exactl... the most attractive of garments. The tune announced the end of today's chapter probably at the exact point where the heroine will learn that her mother is really her sister."Dear," I told my wife, "I'm famished, what did you do..." I sniffed the air and found another thing amiss. There was no delightful smell in the air."I was trying to tell. She replied back, “I do, so tickle me.” I though for a second and realized that she wanted to wet herself, so I began to tickle her sides and she started to squirm. I tickled faster and she started to laugh and through her laughter she told me that she was peeing. I tickled a little more and then felt a wave of heat and wetness move over my cock and thighs, as she peed on top of me. She then stood up and turned towards me. I looked at the wet boxers and saw her pee running down her legs and. "Never mind what she thinks. I'm looking after her now. What do you think? Do you want him to fuck her? It's what you came for isn't it? Is the reality too hard to bear?"There was a faint smile from him as I failed to answer. My mind flailed, torn.He turned from me back to Sue. Legs apart, a dark shadow hinted at her exposed cunt. Somehow I was relieved that the arms of the chair prevented her opening her legs wider. It was short-lived relief though."Help me John. Come here."I stood, not. I was rolling my tongue around her areole and she was moaning loud now.She was pressing my head towards her breast and wanted me to suck her nipples. I sucked it like a baby and bit in between. She made a tiny sound when I bit but enjoyed it. I was also pressing their other breast and was switching from one to another. This was fantastic and both were enjoying.We spent like good 20 minutes and she was about cum. She asked me. “Can you do now as I am going to cum?” I asked her to sleep and.