"She's an insatiable lady, is your Aunt Lucy..."
We were lying together on the hard table top, our mouths still locked as one, feeling her panting still into my mouth. The words suddenly cut through us, and we separated in panic.
I turned as Aunt Lucy slid away and dropped to the floor. I looked around and saw Uncle Nick leaning against the closed door, still naked, his cock sticking out stiff and thick in front of him. A shaft of dusty moonlight lit him and his eyes burnt with a fire.
"Oh! Nick!" gasped Aunt Lucy.
"I'm sorry Uncle..." I blurted out.
He laughed, and took a step towards us.
"Don't be sorry," he said. "I noticed that you'd both left your beds. Mmmmm," he added. "It's nice to see that old pool-table getting christened... although it'll cost a bit to remove the cum stains from the beize."
Aunt Lucy was sitting on the floor now. I moved and stood against the edge of the table. I didn't know what to say.
"You're not going to leave an old man out of the fun, are you?" he said, his eyes glinting ferociously. "I'm sure there's room for another here..."