He sat in his favorite recliner with Judy in his lap. She was still crying a little, and Jase began to kiss her tears away. After a few minutes of thi..., Judy hugged him and started to kiss Jase's face and neck.Judy was a pretty woman in her late 30s, so her B-cup tits had practically no sag, even unsupported. She exercised 3 times a week, so she was well toned and only had a pleasing trace of flab.Judy was sitting sideways on Jase's lap. Since they were both nude, her butt was pressing directly. After the funeral and my older sister returned to college, mom asked me to spend the next couple of nights with her in bed to help "ease her transition." The first night, we both had some wine talked about dad, their life together, and she confessed to me that they had wanted to have more children after the war, but that after her second miscarriage they heard the word that was spreading from other vets about Agent Orange and stopped trying. We laughed and cried together, and eventually got. She must have been practicing because she was now deep throating him, meaning his cock went so far into her mouth, that it went down her throat. It amazed him that she could leave it there. He took over and started fucking her mouth like it was a pussy. He was ready to come, so he held her head in place as she engulfed his cock, and he let go down her throat. He held her there until he was empty.Letting her go, she took his cock out of his mouth, saliva dripping everywhere, and then took a big. I’d imagined her ample bosom but now saw practically all of it under the sheer nightie that was her sole garment. The shadow of her dark pubes didn’t escape my vision either. I hurried back to my room and jacked off right then. Damn, Dad was lucky!Her daughters became much less modest too and triggered a lot more “self-abuse”, as the priest called it. It was mostly weekend nights so they hung around and kept trying to talk to me. I was shy, as I said before, so that must have made me a.