A female voice said, "It won't open!"Presently we heard the squeak as another hand tried turning the knob, then the grunt of effort. "Damn, it won't b...udge," the voice said, exasperated."Aw, screw it, just throw it over the couch," said a third voice. There were more voices, then giggling female voices, and the door to one of the bedrooms slammed shut. Relieved, Anne and I looked at each other knowingly."I guess the bedroom wasn't the best option," she whispered, "We were wise to have our sex in. Jesse pulled the covers from the bed, just for something to do, then sat with his back pressed against the pillows, wine coloured sheets bunched around his hips. Maxie stopped at the foot of the bed and stared.Jesse looked like a god to him, a statue carved from marble, a perfect image seared into his mind. His exhalation was long and low as he stepped forwards, reached out and crawled up the length of Jesse's legs, never taking his eyes from Jesse's own."You're beautiful." Maxie's words were. She was Dad's youngest sister and became like a mom to us. Even though I had the hots for my sis I really didn't want to think Dad and Aunt Lucy were in love. It seemed to me Dad jacking off over a magazine might mean he wasn't getting any from Lucy. Ellie reminded me that although I was getting all the nookie I wanted on Saturday mornings I still beat my meat all the time and, besides, she knew Dad knocked on Lucy's back door because she had smelled it on them. There is no mistaking the scent. ” Her eyes then closed again. Meanwhile, my cock was ROCK HARD and pointed straight up at my wife’s beautiful, albeit anguished face. Her description combined with my wife’s facial expressions was VERY erotic. My wife was making little whimpering noises and where it was probably a bit humiliating, she also seemed quite excited. Suddenly, my wife grimaced with a bit of obvious discomfort.“MMMMUMFFFF” My wife blurted as she exhaled sharply as her body suddenly jolted toward me.“Tell him” Dave.