I was extremely hard by now. My wife was coming over my hand; her blouse was starting to blow open slightly, showing almost fifty percent of both tits...to us both.I caught sight of an obvious erection in the front of Dave's trousers, which I know my wife also noticed. To an extent, this now became a make-or-break moment. To leave things like this; just titillation; or take things further. All three of us realised this, I think. My wife and I wondering what to do; and Dave, I think, grateful for. Towards the end of the meal, I felt her foot on my chair and her stroking my dick bring it back to life again. Damn, I wanted her, and she knew it.Dishes were placed in the dishwasher, a chore for tomorrow. We adjourned to the bedroom. I gave her a massage before removing her skirt and tank top and revealing her scrumptious tits. I cupped her breasts as she unbuckled my belt, then shoving my trousers and boxers to the floor around my ankles.My cock unleashed and her hands were fondling it. "I suppose you're thinking that I should be getting undressed?" If we're going to do this I think we'd better get on with it." She replied."I was afraid you were going to say that."I stepped behind the screen and shrugged out of my jacket and then removed my ruined shirt. Off came my shoes and socks, then my trousers. I looked at my pants and was about to ask if I had to take them off when Lisa appeared round the corner of the screen."Not my pants?" I complained."I think they've got to go." She. We broke off our embrace as she turned to the computer monitor, 'Still looking for the elusive footage', she softly sighed, as she cupped my swollen breast, trapping my hardened nipple between her thumb and forefinger, and squeezed it sending my thighs crushing my clitoris, 'I think you need to be licked', she said as she stooped down to my thighs opening to receive her wanton tongue.'Good Morning my girls'.I turned to see my naked uncle walking in, his cock swaying slowly caught my gaze, his.