Wesley was wearing a pair of red satin boxer shorts and nothing else. I couldn't believe my eyes, he was so muscular. His six-pack stomach rippled whe...n he walked.He bent down as I extended my hand out to greet him. My hand disappearing into his large hand, he leaned over and gently kissed me on my lips. This was the very first time I had ever kissed a black man. My body was trembling as he kept holding my hand and made a few very positive comments about my appearance. I could tell he was very. "What am I going to do about this?" she questioned just as I got the pipe off and was sprayed with water, right in my mouth."Fuck!" I cursed, even though I realized that that could be an answer to my mother's most recent question. "Can you get me a towel?" I asked, trying to shift the answer, as I slid out from under the sink.When I sat up, Mom handed me a towel and asked, an unreadable look on her face, "Do you often fuck your sister?" No, that was the first time," I admitted. Hearing my mom. I slapped my face just to wake myself up and I had a smile on my face as I now knew this was not a dream.I came out of the washroom and wiped my face and went to look for my aunt. I saw she was trying to help her husband to the bedroom as he was quite drunk now. I went to hold him from the other side and we both managed to put him on the bed.I went to the hall and turned the tv and lights and fan off and was going towards the guest room when my aunt came out of there. I just looked at her to. Strange — huh?I should have left right then - they would never have noticed that was ever there. Even if they did notice - a quick "excuse me" and hasty retreat would have been better than what I did. I did nothing. I stood there and watched.Okay, I didn't exactly do nothing. I touched myself. I pushed my hand into my shorts, under the elastic of my panties and into the unexpected wetness of my cunt. I touched myself to the rhythm of Beth's brutal fucking of Mike's rectum.When Beth grabbed Mike.