Finally your warm lips come crashing down on mine, our open mouths furtively exchanging tongues. We're both softly moaning now tightly embracing at t...his new level of passion and excitement. "Tony...oh my Tony, oh" I'm gasping, nuzzling and kissing your neck now. We slide onto your bed more now as you lay me beneath you, your passion filled dick and scrotum hanging seductively from your loins. "Please, Tony my love, please lie close on top of me!" I beg and you lower yourself to my ravenous. She smiled, then kissed me. My boobs pressed against her's, her hands feeling me up and down and tracing the curves of my body. Her hand stopped at my waist, then slipped into the back of my jeans and squeezed my butt harshly. I moaned into her mouth, and I could feel her grinning on my lips.Her tongue slipped inside my mouth, brushing against mine. We tongue-wrestled fiercely, until her lips broke away with a smack of separation, a string of spit still connecting our mouths.She glanced down,. All three of us had fucked my uncle before, so it was nothing out of the ordinary. My mom had also conceived a c***d with him, which had been the reason for her divorce from my father (and at one time her non-biological father), Mikey. They were only half brother and sister, since they didn’t share the same biological father, but uncle James and my mom had been regular lovers when they were younger. I guess it came as no surprise that we had all slept with my uncle Jame’s father too, Shawn. He. And in acts of desperation, my love had turned to raging lust, wherein I had to feel her clothes, her sari’s, her salwar kameez, and even her under garments – just to feel close to her. One hot summer’s afternoon, uncle had decided to take his beautiful wife Runa and their mischievous sons to McDonalds.To them, going to McDonalds was like a ritual which they performed every weekend with fervour. The carpet was littered with artifacts, artifacts of Ronald McDonalds to be precise. Just then my.