I looked down and saw Michelle, shaking her head and wagging her finger. A rather comical sight with her mouth still wrapped around my cock, but it ha... the desired effect. Content with her results, she again began her ministrations, using all the tools at her disposal. She brought me to the brink of climax for a third time and backed off, denying my release. Ugh, when would she end this torture? “Are you ready to cum yet?” she asked looking up at me innocently. “God yes!”, I exclaimed, my balls. "Do you think they would have known it?"He considered for a minute. "It was not obvious at all," he finally said. "But when one is pursued, one does not go in a direction that the pursuers might know if there is a choice. One ... pretends, but goes elsewhere." You sound like you've had some experience with that," I said lightly.For a full couple of minutes he didn't say anything. I was thinking I'd made a faux pas somehow with that crack. I knew nothing of Fred's background, and maybe I'd. Many men may not find this attractive, but its sexier than any porn star for me.So I had her laying on the table, face up for now, and poured baby oil all over her, and started at her tits, rubbing the baby oil all over them, playing with them, rubbing them, sqeezing them. She starts moaning while I play. Rubbing up under where her tits sag a little bit, moving on down to her fat ass belly. Its just one big bulge comming out from her body, no rolls, I rub up and down it, pushing my fingers into. I climbed between Brenda's spread thighs and Chrissie helped guide my stiff dick into her sister's hungry box. I thrust twice and hit bottom in Brenda's cunt and Chrissie reached down to finger her sister's swollen clit. I managed to lean forward and down to suck Chrissie's nips while I mauled Brenda's fleshy hooters. "Oh, man, fucking my nieces," I groaned, feeling a twinge of guilt. Chrissie lifted my head from her breast with both hands, her brown eyes warm and loving. "Uncle Don, don't,".