Quite frankly, I was soaking wet in no time at all.Samantha and Jenny each had a hand on my leg as we kissed; they slid in time, closer and closer to ...my pussy. When they meet in the middle, I could feel Samantha taking Jenny's hand in hers and guiding it over my clit. Their other hands, slid across Jackie's chest, twisting her nipple rings and stroking her breasts.Soon even the some of the older girls had joined in, all of us naked, wet pussies everywhere. Tongues flicked over nipples and clits. ”“And why is that? How are you every girls true passion?”Michael saw now he was getting deeper into a big hole. He really did not want to sit beside his aunt and explain it. He got up and started making more coffee. Distract and divert tactics.Unfortunately for him, Susan was not going to be fobbed off. Michael sat back down and stirred his coffee, looking down at the table top. Susan waited.The silence lingered, Michael sighed. “I am big.” That was his explanation and he was a fine red faced. She was really into it now as her moans got louder and louder."It's your turn! It's your turn," she cried, repeating her words.By her third orgasm it was clear she was well ready for me to enter her. She pulled me up as I latched on her left breast. Her nipples were at full attention. I sucked on it trying as though to get milk to come out. Then I went to her right breast and did the same thing."Oh I love you," I said as I placed my very hard cock at the entrance of her love canal.Her legs were. I'dlost about twenty pounds, and with the scraggly new beard I looked morelike a squatter than an accountant. Worse, I looked like a corpse, thesad remains of a man betrayed and left for dead in the mountains. Ananger began to build in me, a hatred so dark that my relativelysheltered childhood gave me no basis for understanding it. They couldnot get away with this! They would pay, both of them would get whatthey deserved.That's when I first heard the music. It was discordant and.