"Thank you, Sir," he said quietly looking at my bare feet.I can easily imagine what is going through your mind after reading this far. You see, if you...haven't already guessed, it was the breast of my Mother I was nursing and my Father was the one feasting on cream pie. But now I owe an explanation.Four months ago Mom had given birth at a late age. She was shy of being forty and the pregnancy had been difficult. The baby, a girl, hadn't lived very long. As an explanation they were told it wasn't. But Susan and I swarmed him, all hands, tits, and greedy mouths. We held hands around the base of his cock, squeezing it tight, while we each sucked on one of his nipples. We both fondled his balls while we kissed our way down his chest and belly, rubbing his cock with our tits. We sucked his cock together, one sucking the tip and the other the shaft, trading off. We made out on his dick, our tongues exploring each other with his cock in the middle, while we teased his balls and asshole with. She guessed they were rotating. Before she could continue that thought she was being touched again. As a mouth attacked her breast again a dick slowly parted her pussy lips. Then it pushed its way into her in one smooth stroke. As it began moving in her in slow, deliberate strokes, and second dick brushed against her the lips of her mouth. She instantly raised her head, engulfed it with her mouth and began sucking. She didn’t know how long they planned to do this, but if the dicks. He wanted to go further, and was anxious to do so but was afraid he would overplay his hand and screw up a good thing. So when he felt Jenny’s hands press his head downward, he went along willingly.With her guidance he kissed down her belly, and even slipped his tongue into her bellybutton. Reaching the waistband of her panties, he was afraid the fun was over when Jenny pulled him away and stood up. Had he screwed up?Then in one swift move, he watched Jenny peel her panties down and off her.