Shelly gulped down the last of her wine and poured herself another glass, as she sat up to pour the wine her legs parted and I could see up her skirt;...her slim thighs, encased in the sheer taupe nylons led my eyes to her crotch. She was wearing red satin panties; clearly visible through her sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose, her ample breasts clung to the translucent material of her dress, the matching bra just visible. My cock twinged."Here; have a drink with me," she offered me the bottle and as. She helped herself to grab his wood again and stroked it ever so slowly."Feel your sister's melons too, dude, they won't bite."He let both full palms on her knockers and kissed her with passion. I cheered and danced a little bit too in celebration, but I didn't speak. I just let them be them and allowed them to embrace the incest.I saw them both shook a bit too, so all signs pointed to me being right. That only made me rub my pussy even harder and put myself at risk of falling. I slathered my. He held me tight as he began to fuck me hard, just like I asked. I tried my best to keep sucking dick, but I was too distracted by the fucking I was getting. It must not have mattered because after a couple of minutes after I started getting fucked, the cock in my mouth erupted. I sucked him dry, swallowing every bit of his cum. When the cock in my mouth was empty, I was able to go back to focusing on the one in my ass. He was giving me a good fucking. He pulled me back, off of the guy in my. I had arranged to go out with the boys for a few drinks after work. Usually these outings, being few and far between, are anticipated greatly. This particular evening, however, while starting off well, was fading fast for me. It had been a long week at work, and my batteries were running low. This feeling was exacerbated by the martinis I was drinking, I'm sure. Usually on these outings it would be two or three AM before I returned home. Tonight I found myself on Interstate 95, headed north.