"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..."
He walked forward and pulled Aunt Lucy to her feet. Her silk dressing gown slipped to her feet and she was naked before him. He put his hand down to her pussy and ran his hand through the juices that still trickled out of her. "Yes, a nice wet pussy. I'd like some of that." He licked the palm of his hand. "Mmmm, is that Jack I can taste?"
He dropped his saliva-covered hand to his cock and massaged it until it shone.
"Lucy, I think your nephew needs a bit of coaxing. Look how soft he has become. Here, bend over and suck him back to shape." And quite forcibly he bent her over and pushed her lips to my semi-hard cock.
"Make him come in your mouth, woman," he ordered. "And lift that arse up to me!"
So she opened her lips and took me inside her mouth, while he put his hands over her buttocks and moved up behind her. He looked me straight in the eyes.