I was still drunk and wasn't even sure if I was just dreaming it. I heard soft moans coming from the living room. I perked my ears up. It sounded like...Becky. I quietly walked out of the bathroom and walked down the hallway to the living room. I was suddenly scared of what I would see. I wasn't stupid, and I knew that Becky had been impressed by Mark's huge cock, and that she had been showing off for him, not for me. What if she was showing off again? What if she was topless, or bottomless. ‘I might.’ I almost said sir. ‘I may, Mr…’ ‘Jason Cole, Ms. Abernathy.’ He pulled out a chair, sat me down, took my face in his hands, and kissed me hard. When I didn’t resist, he pulled me to my feet, allowing me a moment to catch my breath. He slid his hands onto my shoulders then up my neck until he gripped handfuls of my hair. He pulled, and my eyes and lips came up to meet his. ‘You’re such a good girl, aren’t you?’ I was instantly wet, and I somehow knew that he somehow knew I was. It. Fuck ME hard. Please." This was all the invitation I needed, so clenching and unclenching my buttocks, I started pistoling my cock in and out of her sweet pussy. As I thrust into her she would thrust back against me and we soon got into a fast and furious rhythm. I would like to say I fucked her for a long time, but seeing my niece bent over the table and seeing my cock sliding in and out of her cunt, was too much for me. Her moans of obvious pleasure which were becoming louder by the minute,. Jessica came down the ladder and did the same thing to me. Although her panties were larger and covered more I could clearly see that a wet spot had formed right at the lower part of her slit. She was excited and she wasn’t the only one either. My jogging shorts had a very distinct tent pole sticking straight out.Gabrielle said, “After you put the ladder away, come in the house please.”I knocked on the back door and Jessica was right there to let me in.Gabrielle said, “For being so nice and.