She looked truly beautiful in a form-fitting black dress and heels, carrying a small bouquet of flowers. Her mother was similarly dressed and, althoug... she was over twenty years older than Angel, it was not hard to tell who she got her looks from.Ang's mom, Erika, had driven from upstate the previous morning, along with John, her second husband, for the ceremony. When they met, Paul could see the questioning look in her eyes. After a pleasant afternoon, sitting and getting to know one another,. They were all sporting perpetual hardon. They never tried to conceal that fact and on more than one occasion, Robert shot his wad in his tight fitting Jeans, Rachel's exhibitionism was doing something to me too. For the first time in my young life, I started having sexual fantasies about the guys in my family. Night after night, I fingered myself to one violent orgasm after another as I imagined them naked, pumping their long, hard cocks in and out of my still virgin pussy like a piston moving. And you certainly like where they are touching. They massage your breasts. Someone rolls a nipple between thumb and forefinger, squeezing it and inflaming your passions. Now someone standing behind you is kissing your neck. Warm, sensuous kisses. Someone else sucks an earlobe. The cheeks of your bottom are stroked. Kissing continues down your back. Hands are everywhere. And, especially now, a hand is in your sex.A finger slides between your lips and encounters the profuse moisture you have. Nigel reached across and took it from him before throwing it unceremoniously behind his chair. They all laughed."Ok, George why don't do drop your trousers and pants to your ankles so we can see what I am about wallop good and hard."“Look, stop this now. Give me my jacket so I can go home.”The three looked at him for a moment before Harry made mocking 'oh' noise, and then they giggled."Look George just do, it will all be over soon, and you can go home back to wifey. Mind I would get undressed.