The cock head was huge and purple, leaking pre-cum out of the end. Her first thought was how the hell was it going to fit in her young tight pussy. Th...n she remembered, if Jenn could do it, so could she. "Well Uncle Ron, what have you got there?" Lauren asked with a slight giggle. "Lauren honey, you've been giving me a hard-on all day long. And now seeing you touching yourself in that killer outfit, I just couldn't take it any longer." I stated softly, hoping. He was all smiles and holding up his drink, toasting me, and I instantly recognized my distant cousin, Art (second or third cousin). Another guy was next to him, also smiling and toasting to me. He was really cute. I smiled and waved back, and they beckoned me over to their spot near the bar. I excused myself and went over. Our families had always been close, and would get together on holidays, and sometimes on vacations. Art was a couple years older, and when I was in my teens, I craved the. She let out soft, sexy sounds as I slowly slid in and out of her.It was lovely, but I was worried that I might struggle to come, having done so twice in the previous couple of hours. And a small part of my brain was thinking about Rose’s pussy above my face or my cock deep in Rose’s throat. A strong man might have realized he’d made a big mistake and stopped there, but I don’t know if any man is that strong.I picked up the pace until I was pounding into Abby. Her soft groans also quickened but. She had a good job, plus was getting child support, so we didn’t live a life of poverty at least. Mom always dressed nice and smelled nice for work. I can remember one winter evening when she came home and was very tired and had a touch of the flu. She had stopped and gotten me a couple of hamburgers on the way home, since she was too sick to cook.She locked the door behind her and she pulled up a chair. She asked me to sit on the chair. I sat down and my mom sat down on my lap facing me. She.