It was huge (or so I thought back then) and I realized that he was standing right in front of me staring at my small breasts but with their full round...areolas, large and brownish in color, and with erect nipples. He looked down towards my soaking wet, hairy pussy. He reached down and took his penis in his hand and began slowly to stroke it in an up and down motion using its full length. He started slowly, and then got a little faster, and then his hand was a blur until he squirted all this. "When my mother was in zombieland. Aunt Jenny. Remember?"Maria's eyes got big. "Oh-my-god! That Aunt Jenny!" The one and the same. Hurry up. We have to get dressed."The doorbell rang just as we finished. Maria grabbed my forearm. "Do you think they're gonna get it on?" Now? With us here? No way."We took the stairs slower going down. The front door was open, my mother and aunt embraced in a tight hug. Then Aunt Jenny backed up."Where's John?" She looked around. Then yelled, "John, get over. “Oh Daddy Jim, how big you are, goodness, all the girls must want your big manly cock.” Jim got harder, and as he did Frannie leaned into his lap and begin to blow him. Without the wine Jim would have been appalled that his potential daughter in law was giving him head. But his reactions and morals were far away and hard to reach.Frannie looked up a little saliva dripping off her lips: “This isn’t sex Daddy Jim, just relax and let it happen.” Then she went back to blowing him. She took. I felt as if all of the air had been sucked from my body and I could barely breathe. In most cases, I am sure that feeling would have been an awful one, but this time, it was a feeling I did not want to go away. He made sure it didn’t, as he continued to hold me in his arms, our lips never parting. I was not sure for how long we kissed, but it was long enough that we had moved into the house and were now sitting on the couch. I had a feeling at this point that we were not going to be going to.