I glanced back at Billy only to see a big grin on his face and a thumbs-up sign. Her eyes closed in pleasure as I entered her hot channel and she sigh...ed "Il est bon de vous sentir à l'intérieur de moi de nouveau George." I leaned back to watch my cock move in and out of her coral lips as I worked my hips back and forth."Beth, that is so hot! Uncle George, could you spread her thighs a little?" Billy asked "Beth, could you touch your breasts and pinch your nipples? Great!"Beth was both. If you are not of legal age for your locale or object to the idea of reading about incest, please close this page now. All characters are older than sixteen. PrologueIf you looked at me and my wife Ginger, you would make many assumptions about us like we’re the average American couple. In many ways, we are. We have three children, all teenagers, a house in the suburbs, and a dog. I work as a welder. However, looks can be deceiving. We are not the average American family. The average American. Her dress had ridden up to show her stocking tops and a few too many buttons were undone on her dress. Mom looked so beautiful with a little flush on her cheeks from a combination of having just kissed her son and the wine.Mom saw me looking at her stocking tops and did nothing to cover them up. “Your legs look fantastic in stockings” I said.“Good because I bought them to wear for you”, mom said smoothing a hand along her leg and up to the top of the stocking.“What do you mean?” I said being. The big one who looked like a wrestler with wideshoulders and a muscular body was there in my faceagain, I could smell him, hear his harsh breathing,sense him through half-closed eyes.He grabbed my skirt, savagely tearing it as he rippedit off of me. Panties went just as quick, a little morepainfully, and then I was open to him.Tears sprang to my eyes. I couldn’t twist or move. Itried to open my mouth but there were no words. Igurgled in my throat, shut my eyes tightly in more fearthan I.