Jack came over and took a small crust of bread, dipping it into the stew and tasting it with a smile. “You made this since you got home?”“Not ha...dly,” she said with a smile. Fridays Helen got out of the office at four. It was now almost seven-thirty. “I put the stuff in the pot this morning and set it to slow simmer all day.” She took a large ladle and filled a pair of bowls, then carried them to the dining room table. Jack followed with one of the bottles of burgundy and the wine glasses.“I. Do you love Auntie Vi?" she whispered into his ear, looking over at the redhead."Uh, yes I do, honey," Mack said, fidgeting in his chair."I could guess from the way your eyes are stuck to her cunt. That's some beautiful red-haired pussy, isn't it?" Joy went on, her voice low.She saw her father blush, but he nodded again. Then she felt his cock stiffening even more."Know what, Daddy?" Joy asked, twitching her moist cunt at his prick."What?" Mack said."If you ask your pretty sister nice, I bet. A little harder and deeper each time. I groaned and squirmed as I gripped his perfect penis with my muscles. "Yes...mmm...like that," I said as he pumped."Mom..." he said in a worried voice. "I am gonna cum." No!" I snapped, I pulled away from his dick until it was out of me. It glistened with all my wetness and dangled in front of me. I looked up at my son lovingly and smiled. "If you cum then we will be finished. I am not ready to finish yet are you?"He shook his head. "Good," I said. I stood. "Come on Brad, sleep!" you tell yourself. It's already 1.30 am and you are trying to force yourself to sleep. "Damn the thunders!" you mumbled. Only the sound of clock ticking answers your discomfort. You finally give up your comfy bed and push yourself up. You make your way to the kitchen to find something to drink.You found the half can of lemonade you left on last night's dinner. A quick gulp freshens you up and you are much more awake. You start to feel cold as you realize you have left the.