“How long have they been doing this?” gasped Melody. “Sleeping with each other. Since Uncle Clinton died?”“Maybe,” I groaned. “Maybe my ...om turned to her sister after my dad died.”“And she’s always spending the night,” Melody gasped. “I just thought it was your mom’s drinking problem. That she was passing out in my mom’s bedroom but...”“Damn,” I groaned, my strokes picking up, my balls smacking into her flesh.“Clint,” she moaned, my fingers rolling her hard nipples while I nuzzled my face into. ” She did so with alacrity.My cock was primed and aching to fuck something, her cunt was the object of my choice, but that was not going to be enough. I took the now quiet finger from Jenni’s hands, turned it on and pushed it into her anus as I slid into her.She screamed in pleasure as my forward thrust pushed the small vibrator deeper into her ass. It slid out partially as I drew back and then popped back in as my stomach connected with the vibrating end on the return thrust. I set a regular. Moaning and just enjoying the shit out of this. And then the grunts and the first blast hits me at the back of the throat. So deep I take him and let him shoot it right down my throat! He backs out a little and I got the last spurt on my tongue just enough to savor. So I look up at him and he seems giggly for some reason. I’m wondering why, then we hear the door slam up stairs and we scramble to get composed and he goes to see who it is. Its his wife and while he is talking to her I start to. After softly closing the front door, he quietly made his way into the living area. The was an escalation of the volume of the sounds as he did so, and as he moved closer to the bedroom, he saw that the door was open. Peeping in, Norbert saw two bodies on the bed. The male body on top was Johnny’s, given the ample ponytail and facial hair Norbert could see from behind them. Norbert watched Johnny’s serpentine hips swaying and thrusting, accompanied by grunts and gasps of ecstasy.Norbert wasn’t.