I thought Janice would loose her mind, throw me out and take everything I have. And I knew that Ginger would be heartbroken and mad at me as well. T...ey were my women and here I was, naked with a boner in bed with my also naked mother. Nothing I could do but take is as they give it to me.I sat on the edge of the bed with my cock pointed up at the ceiling. slowly looked up and I started to speak. "Look, Janice, you know tat mom and I have..." Before I could finish the sentence, Janice bent. Even in the snowy days. I remember lounging in the yard, lying on my belly in the grass and watching the bugs creep through the leaves. You know, from down close it feels like a completely different world. It’s like a miniature city, full of life. I’d catch ladybugs and send them back to their children, reminding them that their house was on fire, and bagworms were a treat in the summer. I’d catch them up in a wooden bugbox and watch as they grew up into dull gray and brown moths. Not pretty. Groaning in frustration I reached over and poured the last of the bottle into his glass, not quite filling his glass halfway. He levered the footrest down and pulled away the quilt. "Get us another bottle," he ordered.I rose unsteadily and felt the cooler air of the room on my soaked crotch. No wonder I'd had so much wine; I must have lost a gallon of moisture through my pussy today! I went to retrieve another bottle from the fridge. I was feeling a little tipsy. I drank a big glass of water.. When I asked what that is, she said, that is the good sensitive area for the ladies and you can simulate. I simulated the same by touching, rotating and finally kissing. I heard lot of sounds from my aunty and some times, she closed her eyes and enjoying. Still further down, I found a storage thing. A piece of skin just hanging. I touched that and could feel the reaction from my aunt.She said, “Sagar, just touch this skin with you tongue. I touched that with tongue and she sounded differently..