It is not about my wife, at least not this time, and it happened at a very unlikely place - my daughter's wedding. The slut? None other that the mothe... of the groom.Rick and Anna had been a couple for several years before Rick popped the question and Anna said yes. Jean (my wife) and I had met and had socialized with Rick's parents for over two years. There was nothing about Tom and Denise that would make you think that they were anything other that a middle-aged suburban couple with a stable. This was something new, the rules of the battle between Mistress and her opponents had just been changed. He could sense Mistress giving orders to his sisters, Peter, his dad, Babs all were being teleported away by another of his sisters. Sidekick drank deep, seeming to ignore everything, eventually dropping Fluffy to the floor. Using his eye beams he vaporized the body and turning to face Gavin."Open your eyes straight boy, you're not fooling anyone."Mistress signaled for him to obey."Look. I have been divorced for five years and I live alone in a fairly large sized house, so I invited my sister to come live with me. Jobs were more plentiful where I lived, so she would have a better chance at getting a good paying job. Also, I would have someone to live with me and I could get to really know my sister.Everyone agreed with my suggestion and I went up to my parents' place to help her move. She didn't have much, some clothing and a few other personal items. The clothing she had was. They work their mouths in unison, one on either side of my shaft, jerking me off between their lips. It feels so real. It's as if I can feel their hands groping and touching me. Even in my dream state it's intoxicating not knowing whose finger is where, or whose hand cups my balls. A fingernail traces a path down my inner thigh. A tiny wet finger wriggles its way into my asshole. It's a chaotic maelstrom of hands and tongues everywhere. I take pleasure in losing myself in their loving embrace..