If you don't want to..." Ryan shoved his sister back onto the couch and started grinding the bulge in his pants against her pussy. "Ah, Ryan," Jacki... purred. "You do feel big. But are you really?" Ryan jerked back and furiously worked off his belt and out of his jeans, watching Jackie rub herself through her panties. A dark spot spread across the light pink fabric, allowing him to see the outline of her lips. He tugged down his boxers and let his cock spring free. Jackie sat up in surprise.. ” “And just what the hell does that mean?” “Dress naked.” Your bray of laughter follows me out of the kitchen. Forty-five minutes later, we’re seated at our dining table. The setting is deliberately romantic and I can tell you’re both pleased and a little puzzled. You smile as you survey the scene: The room is dark except for two tall candles standing at attention in the center of the glass table. The muted light penetrates our setting with quiet perception. The glint of the silverware. They were an attractive but mismatched pair, James a young, athletic-looking well-groomed black man, about thirty years old; Sean a red-haired, well built, slightly older man with a thick Irish brogue. The two, who seemed to be friends, immediately struck up a conversation with her, initially welcoming her to the club, then turning the conversation to her background and interests. Gloria noted they were both wearing wedding rings. Well, that is a relief, she thought. At least they won't be. Her long soft hair that flowed down her back almost down to her round butt, that as of right now was clenching and releasing repeatedly on my Dad. My eyes were drawn to her tight little asshole that was just slightly darker than her ass and just below it were my Dad’s balls shaved and relaxed as he was used to my Mom fucking his brains out on a regular basis. This brought me out of my trance of watching my Moms ass work and motivated me to slowly start to climb up onto the bed. My Mom was.