“It’s not just your father dear, there’s Uncle Peter and James to consider!” she replied. Milf sex Both Uncle Peter and Dad, placed their hands up to their mouths collecting spittle, dually rubbing it on their cocks. Trouble was Philip was waiting, he assumed that I’d fallen over or something due to my wobbly walk. June smiled then continued with her story. “Dad, what are you doing in here?” Never did he venture into my bedroom, only as such time as to decorate or something that was needed. At the time Uncle Peter was in my mouth it was he who came first, and what a mouthful that was, it almost choked me. God, Gail…all I could do was just lie there. I walked over, I was going to sit on the bed beside him, but he pulled me in front of him, I’d just stepped out of the shower with only my housecoat on. Then out of the blue he went down on me, Christ Almighty I thought, this was the closest thing to heaven that I’d known,
