She was wearing the pink tux with5" heels, so she would be taller than me. Her hair was cascading all insoft sausage curls. She looked beautiful and v...ery feminine, justdifferent than me.Before I knew it, there was a knock on the door. It was Dad saying thatit was time. I got all chocked up thinking about what was about tohappen. I ran over and hugged him saying, "Thank you Daddy". The musicstarted and he took my arm and we started walking out of the house.Everyone rose, looking back at us. I. So after everyone had left I closed the doors to the shop, reached into my drawer of erotic magazines so I could read a story and imagine myself in the lead role and relieve my cock of its pent up frustrations. Something was different; the magazines seemed to be out of order. I realized that Natalie must be reading them too when no one was around. That did it, I didn’t need to read a story, my dick jumped to full attention as I thought of Jami reading these stories. It didn’t take long before I. ”“Not really. Can’t you do it right here.”“In the open where everyone can see you?”“It’s not a problem for me. Is it for you Tony?”“You want to take off your top with all these people in here and more coming and going all the time?”“Now be honest Tony. You want me to show everyone my tits, don’t you?”“Jackie, I don’t think it’s a good idea.”The young man was staring at us with a sheepish grin on his face and I was probably bright red.“Beg me to do it right here or you will never get another. After we emptied our sacs, cumming at more or less the same time, we slipped out of her. Mom climbed off Jack, rolled onto her back, lying spread-eagled. She sucked air like she'd just run a marathon. A goofy smile spread across her face. "That was kinda awkward," Jack said to me without taking his eyes off his aunt. "A little, I guess," I said. "But fun." "Yeah," he said. "Hot as hell. Your mother is a fucking machine." "No, you boys are the machines," Mom said. "I was just along for the.