‘I hope it always is,’ he added when the kiss ended. ‘I love you, Tim,’ she said softly. ‘You’ll never know how much!’ They lay like tha..., holding each other, for a long time, not talking, enjoying the comfort of each other’s body, and, after a while, they fell asleep. The sound of the ringing phone awakened them. Tim was usually the one who got middle of the night phone calls, so the phone was on his side of the bed. He reached for it and picked it up. ‘Tim Jackman,’ he said. ‘Is…is…is. Our two-year-old child slept in the corner of the room. It was very quiet now. One could hear the floors creak and the beds squeak. As I looked out the window to see the evening snowfall, I saw my parents, in all their years, bundled up, and headed out to the woodshed. I slipped into bed and remembered what she told me three years ago on my wedding day. Papa had taken her to the woodshed twenty-three years ago Christmas night. The house was crowded almost as it is now. They did not wish to be. He gripped my hips holding his huge cock in my pussy and I knew he was shooting his load inside me. At the same time Jason's cock was down my throat. I could feel it vibrating and knew he was shooting his big load directly into my stomach. He pulled his cock out of throat and could taste as he shot another load all over my tongue. “Okay lets take it in the living room now.” George said walking ahead of everyone into the dinning room and then the living room. Everyone followed behind George.. She said that her husband knows that i give blow job and you drink my piss and even you washed my ass hole after shitting. I was trembling with fear. She said don’t worry it will be a secret between we three of us. Then she asked me how the sex in the bathroom was. I said i really loved the way you made him fuck and especially when you shit and he started fingering you in the ass hole and you both came to be frank even i came without even touching my dick. She smile and said tomorrow uncle will.