Tom Murray and Mandy Grady are brother and sister; Mandy is pregnant and they both yearn to be a normal family; a husband and wife.
Our lovers make their escape to America with the help of Tom's lifelong friend Tim Bradley.
Tim's uncle in Boston comes to the rescue promising the guys a new identity but, as Tom finds out, the Bradley family in Boston are not quite what he expected.
Even though our lovers are brother and sister they are surprised at their host family's antics.
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We all sit down to breakfast, and if anyone looked in the window they would assume we were just a normal family; well, I use that term loosely.
Julie and Mandy, I mean Martha Bradley of course; are busy chatting away, and Uncle Tim and Ben are playing footsie under the table; I swear Tim is like a sex starved animal as his hand, from what I can see; is tugging on Ben's cock, yes at the table for fucks sake!
Martha is blissfully unaware of their carry on as she chats with Julie, I can see Julie glancing at the two guys and she looks like she has decided to step in before they start fucking each other on the table.
"All right boys, cut out the fooling, there's plenty of time for that later." She giggles.
"Yes mom, sorry." Ben says, and both Tim and Ben giggle like little kids.
Martha looks a bit perplexed at the going on, and she looks at me and I just shrug my shoulders, as if I don't know what she is on about. I decide we should go to our house, so after excusing ourselves we start to leave the kitchen, but Tim calls me back.
"Don't forget the paperwork in the Den Patrick." He says.
Martha looks at me and she is puzzled by it all, I just gesture her to follow me, and I'll explain it to her when I collect our paperwork. Finding ourselves back at the bungalow I open the documents and spread them out on our table.
"Why did he call you Patrick Tom?" she asks, looking puzzled.
"That's my new name Martha, here look at this." I say, handing her the documents.
"Are these real, really real?"
"Yes, yes they are. I am now Patrick Bradley, Tim's nephew and you are my wife Martha, see there's our marriage licence." I say, gesturing my approval of the marriage licence.
"Is this stuff real? I...I'm Martha, Martha Bradley, that's my name now?"
"Yes my love, we are one-hundred-percent legal and above board." I reassure her.
"God, how are we to pay for it all Tom, oh...I mean Patrick. This must cost an awful lot of money and you have no job yet." She says with a worried look on her face.
"He's got that fixed up too, I start a new job in a week or so as a welder, he says the money is good and we'll do fine.
But I have to hand over twenty-percent of my wages for the next five years, that's how.
This is what we have been hoping for, we are now legally husband and wife, and you are having our baby. We'll be just like all the other families you and I."
"But we never got married, did we?" She sighs.
"No, no we didn't, I, Well maybe we can get married in Vegas, or something like that." I say.
"I suppose so, we are together that's all that counts." She says, raising her eyebrows in approval.
I decide to tell her about Tim and his family; well they are not exactly normal, are they.
"Look Martha, there's something you should know about the Bradley's, they, well they are not like normal families." I say, nervously.
"What do you mean not normal? Are you referring to the way Ben and his father were behaving at the table, is that it?"
"You saw that?" I say, in a surprised tone.
"Huh, do you think I'm blind, well...I saw Tim tugging his son's cock, well, the bit I could see anyway."
"Yes, yes that's what I mean." I say.
"When did you find out, come on, tell the truth and shame the devil." She laughs.
"I saw them in the garage the other morning, you know, fucking."
"So that's why you were so hard, you got hot watching them fucking, is that it?" She says, with a smirk on her face.
"Yes, I...Ok, I saw them fucking, and I got hot, satisfied are you?" I say, blushing.
"Aww, you are blushing pet, it's ok, really, but, don't get any ideas, will you?"
"No, no way, never, never ever, not even a chance; I only like pussy, only your pussy babe." I say, laughing.
"Good, that's what I wanted to hear Patrick. Julie has lent me a swimsuit; do you want to have a swim?"
"No I'm good, you have a swim and I'll sit and admire."
"You're bit of a perv my love aren't you, first it's watching a couple of gay's shagging; and now you want to leer at me in a swimsuit, oh my, what's a girl to think." She giggles.
I wait for Martha at the poolside and I relax on a lounger with a cold beer, she comes out and her little baby bump shows through nicely.
I even think her pussy has got a little puffier, the pussy lips have lick me written all over them as they proudly protrude through the swimsuit.
"What do you think." She asks, doing a little twirl.
"Sexy, babe, real sexy, but come here, come closer." I say, with a grin on my face.
When she is close enough I grab her hips and I push my face into her crotch inhaling deeply, and ohhh, fuck...what a scent.
"Patrick you perv, what...stop that, stop now." She says, trying to sound cross.
"Hey, can I help it if that pussy smells so nice, well, can I?" I say, with an innocent look on my face.
We both start laughing, and it is been a long time since we both had a good belly laugh.
She takes a short run and jumps into the pool with a big splash, it is so good to hear her laugh again, it's been a long road for the two of us, and we are getting there slowly.
I have a job, and that's a good start, a very good start, I think to myself.
As I lay half dreaming on the lounger I hear a car coming up the long drive, it's a little red sports car and it zips right up to the garage. A young girl hops out; I take it to be Rebecca, Tim's daughter.
She's dressed in a cheer leaders outfit; the top has an abbreviated college name and the skirt barely covers her ass, and I can see she is wearing nice white bikini briefs.
Fuck this girl is hot, I mean really drop dead gorgeous hot, her pussy sticks out way more than Martha's and it makes an amazing cameltoe in her knickers, and needless to say I am getting hard fast as I watch this girl.
"Hey guys, you must be Patrick and Martha; cool." she says.
"Hi Rebecca, yes we are, Martha is in the pool having a swim." I say, as I watch this hottie.
"Call me Beccy; Rebecca makes me sound real old." She giggles, and wiggles her amazing ass.
"Hi Becky, it's good to meet you." Martha says, as she climbs out of the pool.
Martha throws me a dirty look, and...I, well I know why, oops, there's that tent I am trying to hide with my hands and it's leaking, leaking a lot; oh my, what a hot body Beccy has, and I can't blame Tim for wanting to fuck her.
"Hi Martha, Oh, you are wearing a swimsuit, I'm going to have a dip myself. Beccy says.
