We kissed and I rubbed her tits. We let go and looked at my aunt. She suggested we go to her room. I followed behind and watched their asses as they w...lked up the stairs. My aunt immediately undressed and sat on the far corner of the bed. Grandma took her shirt off along with her pants. I stripped down to my boxers and sat next to my grandmother. I unhooked her bra and stared at her amazing tits. Her areolas shaped like an egg, bright red, a little bit of sag, and 40g sized. I bounced them in. She invited me to follow her and all the way to her house I was hard, anticipating the best case scenario with her.As we entered her house her mother quickly appeared, a woman about forty, slender and fairly attractive. She told us she was leaving soon for a tennis lesson and she offered me a drink. I was too embarrassed to say anything but I accepted her offer. She went to the kitchen with her daughter as I sat nervously on her sofa.The drink was smooth but obviously alcoholic and I wondered. It felt strange, almost unnatural not to be filled to overflow, but she did not have much time to contemplate this as Mr. Van Dorn slid his cock back inside her, her hips shot forward, the rubber dildo similarly shoved back inside her. She cried out as they both shoved deep inside her, the twin cocks pulled back almost instantly. The fucking began, her pussy and asshole now subject to the constant pull and push of the twin members that fucked her. She was humiliated by the sound of slapping. " I wasn't going to criticize that comment at all. Carol's chicken cooking ability put her above petty concerns such as logic.I regaled them with stories of the Examiner from Hell.Carol regaled us stories about her lesbian put-downs. They hadn't been anything subtle or sophisticated. Carol's main mistake in handling obnoxious boys in the past had been to object too quietly. Julia had gotten her to turn the volume WAY up, ideally so not only could every kid in her class hear, but also the kids.