I didn't know what was the matter with me, but some one else did — my father. He and I really didn't get along and as far as I was concerned it was ...ll his fault. He had come home from War Two, stayed with my mom and me for about two months and then he split. One day he left for work and never came home. Six months later he was back. He and my mom disappeared into their bedroom and I heard them talking most of the night and in the morning it seemed as if she had forgiven him, but I never did.I. The sun came through the window like a sledgehammer banging on Chuck's throbbing head. He had not had an all night sex session for years and his body was wracked with aches from lack of sleep and unfamiliar exercize. Britney lay next to him, her discarded night shirt, actually one of his old tee shirts, lay in a pile next to his head. He remembered having her nipples in his mouth, he remembered sliding his tongue into her very wet pussy, he remembered entering her for the first time. It wasn't. Then my Auntie went to her knees and took my hard cock between her soft red lips. I thought I was going to die when I felt her tongue swirling around my hard dick. She made me explode in less than a minute and she swallowed all the sticky cum I left in her mouth.After making me cum, Auntie just walked naked into the house.I stood there on the lounge chair, trying to recover my breath.Then I heard Paula calling my name from her bedroom.I went there and found my Auntie on the bed, on all fours…My. Looking up Candy was heading back. As she slid back to her seat she looked at Scott and said look in my bag. Puzzled, he opened the small hand bag. Candys panties fell on his lap. Finishing his drink, Scott ordered an other round. Mike leaned over. Candy tilted her head and parted her moist lips. As they kissed, candy squeezed his stiff member. A spark ignited in her warm pussy as she felt fingers move over up the folds of her pussy. Finishing his drink Mike asked my place. Smiling Candy nodded.