..' Once I had his boots off I looked up and Gilbert was undoing his pants, I was between the chair and bed with the wall behind me I was trapped. Onc... Gilbert had undone his belt and loosened his pants he told me '...pull my pants down along with my underwear...' I started to cry and shake my head Gilbert placed one of his hands on my head and said '...you gonna do it so either stop crying and do as I tell you...' My hands were shaking like leaves on a tree on a windy day, I fumbled at his. That pleased him and the rest of the evening was settling into a restful night.Martha wasn’t demanding, seeing as she had another dick to also do but the times with Sally were changing steadily. The sex was good in and of itself but more and more influenced by her husband’s involvement. It was proving uniquely interesting though. Now she was riding her husband’s face to get ready for riding Opie’s cock which was her usual position. Her husband reached over to fondle her nearest tit and touched. Olivia watched the girl's body appearing, a bit jealous of just how tight and hot it all was. Her breasts were truly wonderful she thought, reflecting that her own had once been as lovely, if perhaps a little smaller. The camera continued to zoom out and Olivia stopped dead in as her daughter's face came into view. She checked three times, but sure enough, that was Julie. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her own k**s, brother and sister were having sex and showing it on the Internet. "What kind of a question is that, Laura? I'm your best friend's father! That's none of your business and a very inappropriate thing to say. You should be ashamed."She shrugged off my reply. There was a slight pause, then she asked again, "Well, DO you? You might as well tell me. I'm nineteen; it's nothing new to me."I was stunned, too stunned to speak, then she asked, "Jim, do you ever think about me?" No! Never!" I said, trying to block indecent images of us as they popped into my head.