She said she was happy we agreed to come over and meet everyone in a different light. My wife went up to her old room and we undressed and talked for ... few minutes. I was hard as a rock and she suggested we just stay here a minute until I can control myself. We finally went downstairs and outside to the pool and all the folks I had met at our wedding were there, but now all naked. Her s*s and b*o and his wife, 2 uncles and aunts and 7 cousins....5 girls 2 guys. It was incredible. Her. He stroked her long, blond hair and pushed his cock forward in rhythm with her sucking. She slipped off his cock and kissed and sucked his balls and Trent groaned. It wasn't that it felt better, he much preferred his cock in her mouth, it was just the visual of his beautiful mother sucking on his balls that got to him. And while she was working on that Trent felt something new and strange. She was running her fingertip up and down between his cheeks and then stopped on his tight asshole. It was. "You taste good," he said as he licked upward and flicked his tongue across my erect clit. I have no idea how big most girl's love buttons are, but mine is like a miniature penis and when it was erect, which it was then, it might have been all of a half-inch tall. But sensitive, wow, it was really tender and just touching set my blood boiling. He sucked it between his lips, stroked it with his tongue, and I arched up and climaxed, gasping and mewling, jumping around, digging my fingers into his. Her hands reached back and grabbed my head – she spun to face me and pulled me into a long passionate kiss, her skin hot, soft and smooth against mine, our hands exploring each other’s curves. We fell to the floor and lay next to each other, trading kisses, caresses and smiles as we talked about our newfound knowledge of the male situation. I knew Georgia was conflicted, after all, it was her brother we had jacked off, and now she was making out with her best girl friend. I figured I should.