I look over to see both of Bob's hands holding May's head as he raised his hips to fuck her mouth. Seeing this I tried to move Bobby's mouth to my coc...k that was throbbing to have her moist lips working on it. She resisted but did start jerking me off, which felt good enough that I laid back and closed my eyes for awhile. Bobby finally started licking and taking my cock into her mouth when I heard some slapping sounds and opened my eyes to see Bob's cock buried deep into May's cunt and start. "Are you blackmailing me?" She dropped the t shirt to the floor. I honestly hadn't given it much thought. And now I was mentally confirming her bra size to be an ample C cup making it difficult to think of anything else. It was a green and blue sports bra and it was surreal seeing her in it.My eyes drifted down her body. She had nice abs still barely visible through a soft layer around her middle that showed she was slowly losing a battle with chocolate. I stopped at the waist band of her. When we walked through the kitchen and stepped into the passage we heard groaning sounds coming from the bar and leisure room. We scuttled quietly upstairs to the upper corridor from where we could spy the room unseen in the shadows. Aunt Head was perched atop the postman, who was lying upon his back on the green velvet of the snooker table. His cock was clearly not inside her fanny because his hand was inside it up to his wrist. Aunt Hed was happily bouncing upon his penetrating penis whilst. One might speculate that this was simply an unfortunate coincidence, but I take a suspicious view of so-called coincidence and must speculate that this sort of magnetism has meaning just as the secrets of the Sphinx and the ruins of Stonehenge are still unexplained.In 1943, even the famous Field Marshal Rommel was able to see the handwriting on the wall and he decided to abandon the North African field of military operations and requested a return to the Fatherland to organize stiff resistance.