Which was predictable, really. My mother would have come home from work without any clue something momentous had just occurred in her house. Why shoul... she suspect a thing? Why would even cross her mind that her sister and son had become lovers? How was she to know we’d rolled around Aunt Janet’s bed in incestuous joy? Okay, I was awkward at first. When I went downstairs and saw them together, my aunt and my mother chattering away, Janet at the table with a cup of tea in front of her while my. They would have their body armor specialists over at the same time to fit each of them with bulletproof body suits.“We’re going down to the restaurant for dinner, if you men would like to join us,” Bob offered.“We appreciate the offer, but we don’t need to be seen with you. We’ve been told that we stand out in a crowd!” McCage told him.“Believe me - you do. I spotted you when you first arrived, as soon as you came through the entrance.”The two couples ate in Austin’s once again and Bob asked. "I really didn't want to go back into that woman's apartment. But I wasstarted to feel uncomfortable in her lounging clothes. So reluctantly Iagreed and we trotted down the hall into Maura Daniels' place. Judyhelped me find a pair of monstrous blue jeans that looked like a tent.But they went on VERY snug and actually felt tight once I had squeezedinto them. They had no pockets though, so I still felt rather odd aboutwearing such obviously feminine jeans. But my concern changed when Ilooked in. “Ooah, okay come with me, da”, she moaned and wriggled her buttocks.“Ah” I groaned and cummed shot after shot. She also shuddered and climaxed. I could see large amount of liquid flowing out from her pussy.“Amm”, she rubbed there a little and enjoyed the aftertaste.“Da, did you enjoy?” She asked.“Yes, very much. Babe, why don’t you lick the juice from your fingers?”, I asked her.“Huh, don’t want to”, she shook her head.But she licked her finger after continuous encouragement.“How is it?”, I.