I altered my own stance and slowly pushed my rock-hard member inside. I looked at her face as I did so her eyes shut tightly now against reality and ...ocking her herself deep in the fantasy of having her “Irish stud’s” cock fill her.“Can I hold your hand whilst I watch?” I asked likely taking her fingers in my own “I’m right here next to you, you look so fucking amazing …it’s so hot watching you fuck …is he good?” “yessssss !” came the reply as her sex squeezed the cock inside her, “he’s great. Bad! And I was not at all sure I could make it to the bathroom alone."Good Morning Ladies! Or is it afternoon? I'll bet that's my lunch and you lovely ladies are here to help me eat it," I said with all the gallantry I could muster even though my eyeballs felt like they were floating.They stood there, next to my bed, just looking at me as if I had two heads. One was dressed in the ill-fitting light blue uniform of a Nurse's Assistant and holding my lunch tray. The other was in blue jeans and a. We had a quiet, light dinner and each had just one glass of wine. We ate much earlier than was our norm for the weekend. When we had both finished, I stood up and reached my hand out to Jessie."It's time," I said softly.I saw her shiver, but without comment she stood and took my hand.I lead her to our bedroom and our king sized bed."You sure?" I asked gently.She hesitated for only a moment, then "Yes!"She did go on to be sure I understood that this wasn't a rape fantasy, just sensual. I hope Uncle Pete thinks the same.”After downing a prodigious amount of barbeque and sides, Uncle Pete pushed back from the table and said, “Now, when I get fed that much that good, I know somebody wants something. Out with it!”Bob led them all into the family room where he had paired the Bluetooth on his cell phone to the room’s stereo system. When they were seated - Uncle Pete in the large recliner, the three youngsters huddled together anxiously on the sofa - Bob started the recording.