They hurried up the walk to the newly built home. There was a scrabbling over the door and the key was found. Applied to the lock the key worked the m...chanism ... they went inside. A light came on, jackets were shed and hung on pegs, sea boots placed in a neat row and slippers donned. The man hugged his helmsman and second mate.They bustled. Edmond Huntly started a fire in the new stove to take the chill off the house. Persephone Huntly took small glasses from the quarter sawn maple cupboard. "Want one?" asked Sheila."You won't... hurt me... ?" Sheila and I are very inventive and we both would like to be inside of you right now, but we are not sadistic. I think you know that from last night. I promise that, like last night, any pain you feel will be more than compensated for with pleasure."Jan smiled as she replayed the previous night in her mind. She had no idea how that experience could be topped, but as Michael held out his hand to her, she accepted it and was quickly swept into. Aunt Pat then remarked that I must have had a good time with that tall blond after the picture was taken. That was when I noticed she had changed position on the arm of the chair and her hip was pressing against my shoulder. I looked down and the skirt had ridden way up on her thigh. Her perfume was intoxicating. She changed positions again and let her left leg fall slightly over the arm of the chair and touch my leg. Her right leg was slightly dangling off the right side. This caused her skirt. Slowly Dad’s left hand started massaging Mom’s long firm thighs. When his hands reached her crotch, automatically the thighs separated. What a beautiful mound! The well shaved pussy had a silky look. My Dad’s fingers slowly caressed her pussy and started to separate the fat outer pussy lips. Now the red mouth of my mother’s honey pot is clearly visible. I could feel my brother’s deep breathe. I told him, see the hole through which we came! Now you can see what all Dad do there! Mean time Mom.