The first night Mom asked me to run out and pick up some chicken from the to-go place down the street. When I came home Mom and Judy had already opene... a bottle of wine and were working on it pretty good. Judy was a little tipsy and Mom said we needed to get some food in her. The wine flowed pretty heavy during dinner. As I was cleaning up after dinner I saw my Mom whispering to my Aunt while she was looking at me. I saw my Aunt rub her pussy. (I thought it was my imagination.) I finished. . uh ... well, it looked like that was all she was wearing. I found it hard to keep my eyes from straying to the bottom of the shirt to see if I could catch a glimpse of a pair of shorts.I quickly stripped off my jacket, my sweater, my shoes. It was sweltering hot in that trailer.The inside was a disheveled mess. The kitchen was piled high with dishes and boxes from take-out places. Clothes were everywhere. The garbage reeked and looked like it should have been taken out a week ago. Then, there. She still gurgles and convulses, unable to breath. Her pussy goes slack around my cock, her eyes roll back again, her shaking stops."Fucking bitch, wake the fuck up." I let go of her hair and let her head flop down to hang at her chest. I hug her around the small of the back to hold her in place on my cock, then take my other hand and rear back with a fist. I punch, underhand, with all my strength, once, twice, THUD THUD, right into her belly. I feel jizz and fluids squeezing out from her pussy. Uske upar ka chaat toota tha to upar se pani gir rahi to maine bola bhigo mat mere yaha ake baitho yaha sukha hai to woh chup chap a gaya bhige blouse aur bra ke wajah se mera shirt bhig gaya jisse mere breast ka full size usko dikh raha tha mujhye vi ajeeb lag raha tha achanak mere akhon me kuch chala gaya to bahut jalne laga to us ne kaha fuk mar dega to hat jaega usne fhuk marna start kia to uska chest almost mere breast se chipak gaya tha fhuk marte marte uska hot mere hote ke paas a gaya.