Lilly held Ellen closely, letting her arms slip behind Ellen and fall down to her ass. She squeezed Ellen's ass, pulling their cunts together. I could...hear the hairs of their pussies rub together, making a sound like sandpaper gliding over a piece of wood. I wished to join them, but decided to enjoy the vision in front of me. Lilly eased Ellen down into a lying position, having her put her head on the pillows at the head of the bed. She leaned over Ellen and began to lick her body. She worked. Quarterto nine, ten minutes to compose myself; there were butterflies in mystomach, how was I ever going to be able to eat a meal?At six minutes to nine, I left my room, headed downstairs, and stood inthe hall, checking myself over and over again in the large mirror, whileI waited."Er-hem," he coughed.I looked round to see him at the bottom of the stairs, wearing a blacktuxedo. "Beautiful, darling," he said, admiring me. "I thought I shoulddress too, for your first dinner here."He held out his. If I did, though, the same could happen to me as to MY mother. She had trained for years as an architect had been and I had seen the arrival of one baby after another delay and ultimately derail her plans for a career. I had inherited her wide hips and ample bosom and I was probably just as fertile. I was afraid even one a drop of semen at the wrong time would knock me up. I loved to fuck, as Mom must have, but worrying so much about getting pregnant ruined Jack's and my lovemaking. Not being. She was experiencing what I can only describe as a series of mini orgasms each one separated by only a few seconds. She was moaning and her lips were moving but there was no sound. You didn’t need to be a lip reader to interpret the words … ‘Bill I love you … I can’t stop cumming’‘I love you too Aunt Joan’ ‘Cum for me Bill … come inside your auntie … fill me up’ Aunt Joan’s minor wave of orgasms had merged into one huge tidal rush as she cried out and writhed in ecstasy. I had been teetering.