Phil and I got along like pals. He confided in me that he jacked off and hadn't been laid yet. He often asked me what it was like to fuck and have a b...ow job. Like a good uncle I promised him to take him to a whore house some day. But today his presence was interfering with my fucking, my first threesome with Carol.Entering the house I almost fell over, being tripped by a pair of discarded jeans lying on the floor. I caught myself and when I gained my composure I almost fell over again. There. He bent down to her ear, letting her whisper softly to him. "Please, make it tonight."It was her first, and although it wasn't his first, he was far from expert. So afraid of hurting her, he was tentative, reserved, gentle. He entered her slowly, pressing against her tight opening. He could feel the resistance of her virginal opening, and he stopped to let her muscles adjust to the new sensation of being filled. His cock throbbed inside her--impatient despite his best intentions. He held. Her skin was soft and she hummed as I pushed down on her back and shoulders. I was careful to not go into any forbidden areas and to insure my handiwork was above reproach. As I re-capped the sun-block, Bailey asked, “What about the back of my legs?” I uncapped the sun-block a second time and squirted the block on to the backs of Bailey’s legs. Bailey’s cut ass was mere inches away from me. She parted her legs ever so slightly, almost like an invitation. I slipped my fingers to the inside edge. Having a few children with each of my women seemed a reasonable way to insure I’d accomplish exactly that. ‘Ok, I guess I’m Ok with this. I’m mean, it’s not like you didn’t warn me. Just promise me you won’t make me wait too long. I really need you.’ She wrapped her arms around me and we kissed intensely when an idea started to form in my twisted little head. ‘Mac, why don’t you come over tomorrow and spend the weekend? We can spend the day together and then you can join a party I’m having for.