He opened his eyes, looked down on me and withdrew his cock. He looked over at his son fucking my mom and licked his lips. “Oh, does the poor baby�...s ass hurt?” my aunt mocked over me.I just lay there watching as my uncle made his was over to the couch. Brian slipped out of my mom and moved down on his back. Mom got up and lay on top of Brian, grabbing his cock and sticking it back in her now sopping wet pussy. Uncle Jim moved in behind mom and pushed his cock up her ass. I sat up and stared in. She ask if I remembered talking with her husband the day they moved in then bring him the fish back that evening. I told her yes that I had remember the day and I was sorry about her busban, that I really liked him. Well honey, he liked you also. Your fish was the last meal he eat and it made him so happy. We talked about that night and he thought we or I should get to know you better and he was talking about sexually. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She told me that we would. "Have a seat and I'll tell you what all we'll need to take care of."Rebecca nodded and sat down, she looked horrible. Her normally bright and cheery blue eyes were puffy and rimmed with red. She'd been drinking alright, I could smell it on her, but not too much, just the faint smell of some drink or another. Hard to tell over the perfume she had put on to help mask it. Her blouse was a little lower in the front than she normally wore it. Signs of crying, drinking, and showing more cleavage than. As the tip of my tongue kept hitting her hard button, my reward was a gasp of pleasure. “Yes, like that.” And again on the upstroke, “Yes, perfect.” Her feedback felt so empowering, they told me that the age difference was their primary motive for inviting me to join them. They said they didn’t mind a little inexperience but they were not teachers. He liked fucking young men and so did she. I knew what to expect, this was not my first bisexual threesome – it was my second. Her body began to.