My private ‘love-hole’ – I wish I could view it in a mirror. Alas my layers of fat prevent me from so doing. Yet my fingers have never had a pro...blem exploring the inner recesses in its totality. My therapist has called my name but… I am off in my own world as I part the lower lips of my body to touch ever so gently and stroke with little flicks of my finger to access that teeny button of ultimate joy, make contact with the most sensitive part of me physical being – my clit. My. As I proceeded to tease and excite her nipples with my tongue Jean rolled on her side and made contact with us, her head on Mavis's shoulder and an arm across my back. My tongue as if guided by radar travelled across Mavis, and zeroed in on Jean's hard protruding nipple. I continued to roam from breast to breast enjoying the feel the excitement and the sharing. Mavis's hips lifting and gyrating let me know that it was time to move on. I pushed back allowing my tongue to flow towards that. Mind you, I'm about 7 inches long and a bit thick so I was worried she might start gagging. But she took the whole thing in gave me a deep throat blow. Her mouth was so hot and wet, it was like being in a pussy. Her tongue played with my dick's head and her hands were playing with my balls gently. I had to control myself from coming as I knew there would be a big wad if I did. I've been always considerate to my sexual partners and my sister-in-law would be no different. She started to suck. I grabbed my bags out of the car and took them inside. "Which bedroom are we in?" I asked Harry. "First room on the right, I think." Harry said. I went into the room and put my bags beside one of the two single beds. I looked out the window over looking the railway tracks. Harry then came into the room and said. "Pretty small beds but I think we will cope." "Yeah. Can't have a threesome with those chicks down the road." I saidWe laughed at the joke and we went back to the car to get the rest of.