"You mean...you mean, you and Daddy Don are gonna...gonna?" Yes." She interrupted. "Yes, if he wants this too. It's not just my decision. But, well, f...r us to have another child it would really make us a family. It's not too late you know. I'm 37 but..." Hell! I'm for it!" Don barked out. "That's more than I could dream of Cynthia! Oh, lets do it! Let's do it today!" Cynthia smiled and glanced at her step son now reclining beneath his step sister, his cock still moving slowly in and out of her. As I get closer his face takes on a strange shape, then nearly splits in two as he starts laughing! ‘Cantankerous my ass!’ I think to myself, only I could hear it above his laughter… ‘SHIT! Have I been talking out loud this whole time?!’ ‘Yup.’ he says barely forming the words for the smile on his head. ‘Well. So much for confident, huh?’ ‘You’re doin’ jus fine son. An’ early to boot! You just owned your screw-up, and moved on ahead. That says a great deal about a man. Now let’s have that firm. . and any moment now. I, on the other hand, wondered if he had used a condom to fuck my wife, but then again, his Latino roots probably discouraged that. She seemed to almost hyperventilate as I probed her slippery, syrupy folds with my tongue. I was convinced that I could still feel the heat from their fucking… the friction of his cock sliding up and into my wife’s fuck-hole was still present as I licked her. The lack of condom was also now evident as I could suddenly taste the remnants of her. There was so few words that were spoken last night. It was all fluid and intuitive. I felt the tip of Adam’s cock press up against my asshole, and I softly bit on Sean’s shoulder. Adam grabbed my shoulders and leaned forward, his cock steadily pressing against me. I relaxed as much as possible and slowly I felt the tip of his cock push into me. I let out a scream as the tip of his cock popped inside of me. Staring Sean in the eye, I moaned, “All the way in Adam. Fuck my ass.”I wanted to feel.