“Honey Amy is here,” I called out to Becky who was in the kitchen preparing our meal. “Pour her some wine dinner is almost ready,” was her rep...y.I got down three wine glasses and poured three very generous glasses of red wine.“Here you go, Miss Amy,” I said, smiling, as I handed her one of the drinks.Amy giggled, then took the offered wine and sipped a tiny drop. “Surely you can do better than that,” I chided before taking a healthy drink from my own glass. Giggling again she replied that she. Then one by one replies came in. Of the list that we made only two people off of the list replied in a bad way so i just told them it was supposed to go to a gf. As i looked at those who replied in a decent way i got a bit hard as i read their replies out loud. "DAMN!" And "don't know how or why i got this but i'm not complaining :)". i showed dad the texts and he was shocked.DAD="no way! No fucking way!" ME=" HA! i told you. Now we wait a week and then at thanksgiving reunion i'll show you my. And take him into the lounge where C is sat leg crossed on the sofa. As he walks in she uncrossed her legs reviling a very freshly shaved pussy. The lad walks over and gives her kiss and huge and sits done next to her. The drinks start to flow. And there is still cooking that needs to be done. So I head back into the kitchen. Casting my eye back round from time to time. Seeing the chatting and laughing. Then it goes quit... so I look back round and C has got his cock out and head down sucking. 'Can Tommy help too?''No!' Mama said at once, then stopped and looked at her younger son. To Jack, she said, 'Why? Do you think he could help?'Her hand was pressed against her pussy mound, the fingers stretched so the longest must have been forcing the silk material of her robe into her slit, Millie thought. Wow.'Yes, Mama, ' Jack replied.Their mother looked uncertain for a moment, then shrugged. 'Then why not – if Tommy wants to join us.'Tommy and Daddy were both looking at Mama. Tommy was all.