She turned and faced me her pussy covered by a forest of hair which even though it revolted me intrigued me.“Come suck my cunt.” She said plainly....She sat on her bed laying back and spreading her legs fat hanging down as she did so.I moved towards her slowly feeling my limp dick stiffen slightly as I parted her hair.Her pussy lips were big, bigger than I’d expected but I suspect only because she was aging. I put on in my mouth and caught a whiff of her. It did smell kind of fish but the taste. * * * * * * * * * She was there in the morning, too. She didn’t say a word, just fetched him a cup of strong coffee when he woke. She met his questioning gaze with a straight, tight-lipped glare. There was frost on the ground, too. ‘What day is it?’ he asked, when the coffee had seeped warmth into him. The look she gave him was curious. ‘November third.’ ‘One day, then,’ he muttered. ‘You shouldn’t be here, child. It’s dangerous for you to be here.’ She sat back on her heels. ‘You called me. Before I knew what I was doing I was beside them, myfingers wrapped around my husband’s bobbing balls andI was gently massaging them as he sank in and pulledout of my sister’s dripping hole. Then my mouth wasthere and my tongue was darting against his thrustingshaft and he began to groan loudly.A moment later John’s body tensed and he gasped ashis entire body jerked once then twice and then athird time as he pumped his baby making seed deepinto my sister. I was still holding. "Left or right," she asked whipping me on my leg to signify that's how I should answer.I shake my left leg. She kisses me left ball while simultaneously grabbing my other with the tong and squeezing down. After she ends my pain via tong she gets up."I need to go to the bathroom but I know I can't trust you alone," she says standing above me, legs straddling my chest. She pulls down her panties and takes them off. She removes the ones she had in my mouth and puts the pair she was just wearing in.