As time went on Kevin got braver with his moves. I started fuming when he reached around to get a handful of my wife's huge tit. I should have stopped...him then, but I continued to watch. After fondling my wife's breasts for a few minutes his hand moved down her body and disappeared between her legs. I froze in disbelief at what he was doing to her. It wasn't long before I heard her softly moaning. She never wore more than panties and a small t-shirt to bed even in the cold weather. So there was. She tried, but failed, to look her nephew in the face, and turned her head away. She was so embarrassed, she could die, but her cunt was vibrating as if she was about to have a fantastic orgasm. She began to tremble, causing her tits to shiver in tightness. From the corner of her eye, she noticed her son’s cock standing up in hardness from his lap, and then saw the bulge of her nephew’s cock in his pants. “All right,” she whispered.“All right?” Keith asked. “What does that mean, Aunt Sarah?”“It. "Ok, I was following you." I admitted. "I know you were." he smiled as he pulled his the right leg of his shorts up, exposing the monster I knew was in there "This what you were looking for?" "Oh, hell yeah." I sighed. "Get in" he said to me as he unlocked the passenger side door. I eagerly jumped into the passenger seat and bent over his lap to take his cock in my mouth. "Whoa, bro" he said, stopping me "Lets go to my place. It's a hell of a lot safer than this mall." . It's all part of training designed to make a superior sex slave. ..I do have a reputation to uphold, you know. The gag finally comes out, releasing her mouth just long enough to gasp "Please…!" beforeI replace it with a meaty cock. Hmmm…what do you think she was trying to say? Please don't? Or pleasemore? I have my own theory, but I won't spoil things by revealing too muchnow. Ah yes…captive sluts. I almost pity them at times, the way they workso hard to satisfy me, to bring me to the peak.