And so, it was a real shock when my sister called last year and dropped the bomb shell. She was broke with no place to live.My sister, Chris, had been...married for 20 years when one day, out of the blue her husband keeled over dead. Just like that, with no warning he dropped dead. Of course, I went to the funeral and did what I could to help my sister get through it. And like people do, I said, ?If there?s anything you need, you let me know!? It?s a common thing people say at funerals. It?s sort. ”Jennifer, liking the idea, climbed off of her son, - her lewdly gaping asshole slipping off of her son’s prick - , and lay on her back. The 39 year old mother shamelessly raised her knees up as far as they would go toward her spongy tit-orbs, and spread her legs wide apart, opening up her crotch for her son to do with as he pleased. Her cunt-slit was leaking profusely and the thick, brown bush framing her labia and clit was matted against her skin. Her inflamed, red anal rim hung slightly. I opened my lipsticked mouth andtook the dildo like a willing woman. As my wife was fucking my mouth,David came up from behind, pulled my thong panty to the side and beganto lubricate my backdoor with his two ky jelly covered fingers. Icouldn't help but moan in a feminine manner and relish what was next tocome.My wife stood over me and whispered, "That's right baby take it in yourmouth, that's so good." About that time I felt pressure on my back side as David slipped hispenis into my waiting. A surge of lust made me hold her tighter. Our boobs pressed together and my hands slid down to her butt. “I really can’t stay, Mrs. Shepherd. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow? I want you to come. It’ll be fun!” I agreed to show up around six. After I closed the door behind her, thoughtful, I kneaded the nipple Ashley had rubbed. That night, before getting into bed, I angled the blinds so the neighbors could see in. Our homes were only separated by their wide driveway and three feet of lawn. I did.