I think I was in heaven, women, curves and skin, all my fantasies.A women from the table of two came up to the bar, me, undressing her with every step... couldn’t help but feel a stirring within my loins that made me anxious, she just had a voluptuous shape, a hip hugging skirt and a wonderful cleavage. The top she had on was a crisscross type that seemed to make the folds between her breasts seem even larger, and available to me. She hadn’t said a word yet, but I wasn’t going to let her get by. She closed her eyes and called my name. I felt my rod would explode in the softness of Ritha's ass. She rubbed her ass buns against my stiff cock. Same time I lifted her short skirt and caressed on those lovely thighs.Then I removed her tie, belt and unbuttoned the white shirt. Her small breasts were firmly packed in 32" white brassier. I wrapped those tits over brassier cups with my palm. I couldn't help kissing on bra straps running over her soft back and cutting into her flesh. Her breathing. . I couldnt keep my eye, my mind off my sisters butt. I watched, I was so aroused again. Losing control I grabbed her and pulled her down. She screamed as I pulled off her shorts right there on the trail. After I pushed her down I fucked her in the ass right there. I was forcing my own sister. Dave! Dave! Hello Dave! I snapped back. What are you thinking about Davey? Oh nothing Sis. OMG, how could I think that? My own sister? Day Dreaming Dave, I hope it was about me? Laughed Mary. Jogging. Dad said, “That’s Tracie.”I knew Tracie. She was Mom’s sister. Aunt Tracie was peeing and I had seen her do it several times last Saturday.Then a hand with bright blue nail polish and white tips reached down and rubbed Aunt Tracie’s clit. Mom was masturbating her sister while she peed.Dad was close to the fence taking still pictures as fast as he could. I knew that most of them would be blurry but I didn’t care, I had it all on video.We watched for the next few hours and took special interest.