Aunt Stacy strode up to front desk and said something he couldn’t make out. The receptionist nodded and pointed down a long hallway. "Follow me, dea...r.” He followed, overwhelmed with curiosity. Aunt Stacy pulled open a large door leading to a ballroom adorned with paintings similar to the ones he had seen earlier. In the center of the room there was a large, red oak table. Six women were sitting around it. “Do take a seat,” the woman at the head of the table said. His Aunt sat down, and he sat. “oh jesus. I can tell why you married him Jessica.”Jon pulled his head up, and looked at her in her eyes.“say her name again.”He shoved two fingers deep inside, and sucked her clit, as she moaned out my name.“Jesssssicaaaaaa…..”I came again, flooding into her hand, which made her cum, gushing all over my husbands face. He sat up and smiled.“I see it runs in the family, how about you get on your hands and knees, and see if you can take a cock like your slut of a sister.”Ronda smiled, I think she. She looked up at him and was about to protest until she seen him raise the riding crop. She took his cock in her mouth and cleaned both their juices from it. He picked up his camera and started filming me fucking her in various positions. She then put on the strap-on and he filmed her doing the same to me. When he filmed enough he went to his computer and edited the film. We were told to go and put on two bikinis. When we came back he had set up three cameras out in the garden. The next hour or. Her legs were spread wide and Dad's hands were spreading her pussy with both of them and his fingers plunging into what was obviously a very wet hole. I stood there quietly and watched as my hand slipped between my legs again and fingered my already well oiled pussy. The sight in Dad's office was pleasant, and I was thinking it was good that he was finally getting some young pussy for a change. As I stood closer to get a better view of the girls ass and my Dad's cock going in and out of her.