“My sister.”She bobbed up and down and how-dee-doed me. I put a crown on the counter and shepherded both of them off to a corner table along with ...three glasses and a pitcher of ale.“Tell me your story,” I asked Nancy. I patted Rebecca on her firm thigh, and she looked at me big-eyed.“Yes sir,” she said, nodding. “Our parents died of a fever along with our younger brother about six months ago. Isn’t that right, six months?” she asked her silent sister who was still looking at me oddly as my big. It was beyond imagination. It was truly, and in every way, the most incredible, erotic, nasty, taboo, sexual thing imaginable. No other experience I have ever had even came close. It was ten times more sexually breathtaking than the first time I had ever had sex.After a few seconds of holding his breath, he let out a very deep, "AAHHHH... YEAAAH... AAHHH FUCK YEAAHH..." as he jerked his body. He was kind of half thrusting, and by this time my wife was ever so slowly moving her hips into his. She moved lower, taking my balls in her hand and taking my limp cock into her mouth. Jackie did not try to blow me, she just took me in her mouth and sucked me. She was tasting our combined juices and getting me hard again.In what seemed like a very short time I was ready to go. Jackie rolled onto her stomach and raised her gorgeous ass for me. She told me she loved taking it “doggie style”. I got behind her and grabbed her hips. She reached down between her legs and guided me into her. I. She voluntarily opened her folds and I lapped at her clit a few times. Either one of us would have enjoyed a very long continuation but I had a goal. I stepped to the edge of the dryer, grabbed her hips and pulled her down to meet me. She grabbed my shaft instinctively and pressed it at just the right angle and I entered her. She was leaning on the top of the dryer as I grabbed that wonderful ass and worked her on and off my cock, our pelvises slapping together loudly. She stared at me, almost.