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Crab island 1

... off his s****r, for he hadn't seen Jill's breasts uncovered since she was a teenager. They didn't seem to be any less attractive now, almost twenty-five years later. Her daughter, Sarah, was slightly better endowed than her mother and Jack pondered briefly on the possibility of getting both mother and daughter in bed with him at the same time. Perhaps... John and Greg seemed equally fascinated by the display and Jack noticed that each of the boys seemed to be paying more attention to his mother than any of the other women. The fascination of forbidden fruit, Jack wondered. Probably. He laughed wryly to himself. He was spending more time looking at his s****r, her daughter and his own daughter than his own wife. He caught Molly's eye and she smiled, giving him a quick wink when no one was looking. After supper was done and the dishes washed, they all moved into the lounge area of the lodge and collapsed into various chairs and couches. Molly signalled to Cara. "Ask John to come here, will you, sweetie?" John came over still laughing at a joke Greg had told. "Yeah, Mom, what is it?" "John, honey, I have another birthday present for you." "Cool! What?" "Me." "Huh?" "Me, honey. I want to take you to bed and let you try your best to get back where you came from." "Huh?" "I want to fuck you, baby. Or have you fuck me. Whichever." John stared at his mother. "You serious?" Molly nodded. "Sure am, baby. A special present for the new man in this f****y. Anyway, you have a very useful ...

... looking prick there and I'd like to try it for size." Molly reached out and gave John's slowly-thickening prick an affectionate squeeze. "Does Dad know?" "He certainly does, honey. He's going to see if he can help your Aunt Jill forget her divorce." John grinned. "If he fucks her the way he fucks you we'll all know." "Been listening, have you?" Her son flushed and made a rueful face. "Yeah, I guess so." "Come on, we're using our room." Molly reached out and took John's hand and led him upstairs. The only surprise in the group remaining was on Greg and Sarah's faces. Cara stood and went over to them. "The only people who aren't sorted out yet are us. Greg, do you want to fuck Sarah, do you want to fuck me, or do you want to fuck both of us?" Sarah grinned as she watched the dawning realisation on her b*****r's face. "Come on, Greg. Both is your easiest choice, 'cos neither Cara nor me was ready to go to bed alone tonight." She reached out and took her b*****r's right hand, Cara took his left and the three teenagers went off together, Greg's prick rising as he moved. Alone in the living-room, Jill looked at her b*****r, a flush on her face. She shook her head slightly. "I don't know, Jack, I'm just not ready yet." "No sweat, s*s." Jack held out his hand. "Come on, let's go for a walk." Jill reached out, he took her hand and they went out onto the deck together. Jack paused, then unsnapped his shorts, slid them off and threw them onto a lounger. He grinned at Jill. "If you do say ...