They married in college and had us kids fast. “Yeah, still drawing them,” I said, shifting.“Good, good.” He glanced at me. “You like them, r...ght? Those girls?”I shifted.“Wish they were real?”His question made me swallow. “I know they're not real, Dad. They're just pictures. I'm not crazy.”“I didn't say you were crazy,” Dad said. He smiled at me. “I just asked if you wished they were real.”“Maybe.” I shrugged. “Sometimes girls are...” I swallowed. “How did you and Mom...?”“Well, it helped that I. I finger fuck her dripping pussy with three fingers as she continuously cums, her juices running down my arm to my elbow. I step in close behind her; my stiff dick in one hand and my other rubbing her juices all over her puckered asshole. I ease my cock into her tight ass and take about ten slow strokes before I start to fuck her ass hard and deep, she thrusting back with each long stroke. She moans like an a****l in heat, screaming at me how good I fill her ass and to fuck her even harder. I. Sri took his place between my legs, and I could see that he was already naked from the waist down.He asked Rajesh for some oil, poured some on his cock, took some oil in his hand, and asked me to fold my knees. I did as he asked and could feel his cold hands searching for my asshole. He found it after a lot of trials. He applied the oil on my asshole, poured some more on his cock.He was ready to pop my cherry. He used his fingers to guide his cock to the entrance of my asshole. He applied a. ’“My Mom’s back was to me when Sam said that, so I couldn’t see her face, but I did get a good look at Uncle Eric’s and Aunt Heather’s faces. They were stunned Sam would say something like that to them. Then they seemed to realize Sam was only repeating Granddad’s words, so both of them started to get angry. I suspect Mom was acting the same way.“Aunt Heather could barely speak, when she protested Sam’s announcing their late arrival had resulted in them losing their full inheritance.“I don’t.