Phillip Balkema watched through a crack in the wooden door jam as his stepfather, Dr. Harold Wyatt listened to Jenny’s heartbeat and lungs with a st...thoscope at her back. ‘Lay back on the table Jenny.’ Dr. Wyatt said. ‘I’m going to examine your breasts for any abnormalities.’ Phillips eyes were as big as saucers as the hands of his mother’s new husband roamed over the young woman’s tits. His fingertips lightly flicked over the protruding flesh, causing Jenny’s nipples to bounce in a most. He explained it was precum. A liquid your body makes to help lubricate your dick when you're fucking someone. As he ran his thumb over my dick, he smeared the liquid around the head of my dick. My fingers were covered as his precum was pouring out as I rubbed its head. Using his other hand Jerry squeezed my balls gently, then pressed his fingers against my scrotum. Which sent more liquid up and out of my dick. I was getting bored with it till I felt something strange inside me. I felt a wave. Their smiles returned and the man continued, "Tonight is Lady-On-The-Table night. The willing ladies have placed their names in this tub. I shall now draw the winner." He reached in, stirred his hand around, and pulled out a slip. "Connie," he announced. I was surprised. That was my wife's name.Sure enough, amid clapping and whistles, my wife walked down into the pit to stand next to the couple. She glanced at me with a little smile, then turned her attention back to our hosts. The woman showed. Matt cleared a path on their drive far enough to join theirs. Unfortunately, on the last reverse, despite a late shout from the house owner, Matt clipped the street lamp opposite the drive. Matt got out of his cab to inspect the damage.All three current members of the Medcalf household had been out since first light, using shovels and brooms to clear a channel from the garage to the road so that Daniel could get his car out on the off-chance that the ploughs would eventually appear. The sun.