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Assistant: Title: Memento Irrumabo
        Author: AlfieHunter AlfieHunter 
        Chapter: 4/4 
        Summary: After their teen children lose their social inhibitions in an accident, their parents realize they can make them believe anything is normal.
        Contents: Chapter 4
    

    


      
        
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    The reunion was awkward.Lucy and Fletcher picked Griffin and Mabel up at the airport, and at first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Lucy shed a few tears when her husband and daughter emerged from the gate, with the whole family exchanging heartfelt hugs and quizzing each other on how they’d been, even though they’d FaceTimed most evenings. The conversation kept up throughout their walk to the car and the first ten minutes of the drive.Then, while the kids chatted in the back, silence descended upon the parents up front. Though neither said anything, their thoughts were very similar: they hadn't found a way to taper off the rampant incestuous f@ck sessions, and with their children’s boundaries practically nonexistent, both knew independently that they’d have to reveal the truth to the other very soon indeed. In fact, though they didn’t know it at the time, Lucy and Griffin had used the same tactic to delay a s@xual onslaught by tiring the teens out before the flight. Fletcher’s c@m was still trickling out of his mother’s mature p@ssy, dampening her panties as she sat in the passenger seat, and the taste of Mabel’s c@nt was still fresh on her father’s tongue from when he ate her out in the airplane bathroom.That explains why, when they shut the door of Lucy’s dad’s house, the twins remained distracted with each other instead of immediately removing their clothes and asking for s@x, scarpering off to the guest room where Fletch’s belongings were (not where he slept, since he mostly slumbered with his pr@ck buried in his mother nowadays) to geek out over some magazine or other. It was now or never.‘Hey, honey?’ Lucy said. Weirdly, she hadn’t been all that worried up until this exact moment, perhaps because the adventure with her son had seemed so surreal, secret inside the walls of her childhood home. Griffin looked at her. ‘I know you’re tired, but there’s something I need to tell you.’‘Yeah. I need to talk to you, too.’Her anxiety was cut through with motherly concern. Had something happened to Mabel while they were separated? Something they’d kept from her because she was already dealing with her dad’s hospital stay? ‘Alright. Let’s go to the bedroom.’ *** Griff had barely shut the door before turning to his wife, clasping his hands together, and starting with a sigh: ‘So… I put Mabey back on birth control.’‘Oh.’ Confusion joined the heady mix of emotions racing through Lucy’s mind. That was it? Compared to the insane news  she  had to share, it didn’t register at all. Not even the slightest blip on the radar. Still, maybe it’d give her a place to start. ‘Well, she was bound to start again sooner or later. How’d it come up? Period pain?’‘Well, uh.’ Griffin looked Lucy in the eyes, unflinching. ‘I’m f@ck@ng her.’They might as well have been in outer space for the silence that ensued.‘Excuse me?’ Lucy asked.His wife’s voice seemed to break the spell, and Griffin’s face suddenly crumpled. ‘I, uh – I can’t – I can’t explain it, Lucy. It’s like she doesn’t feel embarrassed about anything, and if it feels good, she just goes for it. I think it’s because of the accident. And I should’ve told her what was right and what wasn’t, and that she shouldn’t touch herself in front of me, but –- but I  liked  it –-’‘You’re having s@x with our daughter?’Griffin let out a pathetic whine, and stood in the middle of the bedroom with hands hanging limply at his sides. Tears shone in his eyes. Things made more sense now. The way Mabel sat on his lap during their evening calls, just  how  touchy she’d become with her dad. Her outfits. Lucy stared at her husband, pictured his lips latching onto their baby girl’s neck, his potent c@ck prodding between her legs.It made Lucy’s heart throb in her c@nt.‘Griff,’ she said, and she thought she sounded husky with l@st, ‘I’m having s@x with our son.’The information didn’t sink in right away. Lucy watched his face morph from sorrow to true confusion, and after he roughly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, he stuttered, ‘what?’‘Fletcher’s been acting the same way. He got hard when he saw me in the bath, I explained masturbation to him, and he just… started doing it all over the house, all the time, and I didn’t stop him because I liked it, too. When we FaceTimed, nine times out of ten he was naked from the waist down, beating his meat. To me, to Mabel, and to you, too.’This conversation clearly hadn’t gone the way Griffin expected. His face was still flushed, but the tears were gone, replaced with embarrassment, and… arousal, as shown right on cue by the increasingly obvious outline of his d@ck in his jeans.‘This is all… it’s a lot,’ he said, weakly.‘You can say that again.’‘Maybe we should… maybe it’s better to talk about it with the kids, too. Come clean. And then figure out what we’re gonna do.’Saying this seemed to pain him, and Lucy understood why. It was the right thing to do, but it also meant giving up on the incestuous romp they’d each been carrying out with their opposite-s@x child, and there was a reason guilt hadn’t made them stop before.Nevertheless, Lucy nodded. ‘We can’t hide up here and work it out on our own. Better rip the bandaid off.’Griffin nodded. He planted a peck on her lips that was intended to be reassuring, but whether driven by the habit of casually tongue-kissing their offspring throughout the day or by the heat of the confessions, husband and wife clung to each other and traded a long, deep kiss, fronts pressed hard against each other until they broke to breathe.‘Let’s go find them,’ Griffin murmured.‘Yeah.’They left the master bedroom, figuring they might have to look around the house, since the car crash had wreaked havoc on Fletcher and Mabel’s attention spans as well as their boundaries and they often flitted from one activity to the other. This turned out to be inaccurate, however, because as soon as they stepped out in the hallway, they heard carnal, unrestrained moaning coming from the guest bedroom a few doors down. Lucy and Griffin traded wide-eyed looks. A couple of rushed footsteps later, they were at the open doorway, watching their twins locked in a passionate naked embrace: Mabel on her back, one leg slung over her brother’s shoulder, Fletcher mounting her, thrusting deeply into his sister and drinking her ecstatic noises with every loving French kiss. Their parents could clearly see their son’s c@ck pumping in and out of their daughter’s sloppy p@ssy. No rubber, no nothing.‘Kids!’ Griffin gasped. When they didn’t stop, he repeated himself, louder: ‘Kids!’
  
Fletcher looked up, and Mabel tipped her head back, both smiling when they saw their parents. Fletcher continued to f@ck his sister as he spoke, but without the frantic urgency of before: ‘Hi dad, hi mom.’‘What’s up?’ Mabel asked.‘What’s…’ Griffin shook his head, but Lucy saw that the telltale bulge in his crotch was larger than before. ‘Get off your sister, Fletch. What are you  doing ?’His tone wasn’t aggressive, but it was firm enough to make Fletcher ease his c@ck out of Mabel and sit on his haunches, pr@ck proudly pointing at his dad and dripping presp@nk and girlslick. Mabel simply rolled onto her stomach and propped herself up on her elbows.‘We got bored,’ she said, simply.Fletcher nodded, not embarrassed in the least. ‘Mabes told me about how you guys have s@x all the time -–’‘And Fletch told me how  you guys  have s@x all the time, so I started rubbing my p@ssy and he popped a major b@n@r, and we figured we had time to kill and we’d never done it together before. His c@ck’s a lot like yours, dad, but different at the same time.’Fletcher nodded. ‘Same here. F@ck@ng Mabel feels almost like I’m f@ck@ng you, mom.’Griffin was surprised to hear his wife chuckle in response. When he glanced over, he saw that she was staring fixedly at their son’s twitching pr@ck, then at their daughter’s relaxed, open expression.‘Hey, Mabey.’ Mabel looked at her mother. ‘Do you want to take a closer look at a p@ssy that’s just like yours?’‘Lucy?’ murmured Griffin.‘You want to have s@x with me, mom?’ Mabel exclaimed. ‘I mean, obviously, yeah! Duh! I’ve missed you so much!’‘Aw, sweetie, me too.’ Without even a moment’s hesitation, Lucy went to the bed, climbed up onto the fluffy comforter to kneel between her kids, and took Mabel’s face in her prettily manicured hands to place a loving kiss on her lips. The women traded a few chaste pecks, the sort which weren’t considered inappropriate between family members in many parts of the world, but when Lucy broke into a giggle, her daughter took the opportunity to slip her tongue into her mouth. Soft moans joined the wet sounds of their making out, with Mabel taking a more dominant position until Lucy, not to be outdone, pulled back to lick the flat surface of her little girl’s hungry tongue, then caught it between her lips to blow it as though it were a c@ck.
  
This caught Mabel by surprise, and she utterly melted in her mother’s grasp, sinking into this new erotic sensation. Lucy’s hands worked their way down from her face to play with her teen br@@sts, her fingers acting as scouts for her mouth, which soon traveled down to kiss and suck Mabel’s neck, then suckle her perky pink nipples.‘You’re so gentle,’ Mabel sighed. She was laying down now, and Lucy was kissing her cute flat belly, then the gentle swell of her pubis, until she finally reached her daughter’s very wet, very flushed v@lv@.‘I wonder if you’ll taste like your brother? He was just here, after all,’ Lucy said. She burrowed her nose in her daughter’s folds, which made Mabel twitch and gasp, and came back up with a humid sheen down her nose, smiling lips, and chin. ‘You don’t  smell  like him. Just like a gorgeous turned-on girl.’She punctuated her comment by kissing Mabel right on the cl@t. Griffin watched, open-mouthed, as his wife expertly ate out their daughter while peeling off her own clothes, alternating between softly sucking and nibbling her little f@cknub and lavishing attention on her p@ssy with her tongue. He’d heard plenty of hot stories from Lucy’s sorority days, and it seemed m@ff diving was like riding a bike: you never forget how to do it.
  
He was so taken by the impossibly taboo, impossibly hot scene in front of him that he didn’t realize Fletcher was beside him until he put an arm around his shoulders. The whole situation felt like a dream, but his son’s touch was all too real, warm and strong. Fletch was looking at him with a smile, and gripped his own diamond-stiff pr@ck, playing with it as he spoke.‘I didn’t think watching them would be this s@xy,’ he said. ‘Did you?’That made Griffin realize how painfully hard he was, still trapped in his jeans. Watching his wife eat out their daughter wasn’t something he’d ever even dared to dream. The past months had constantly shocked his system: he’d never been as turned on as he was when he watched his darling girl touch herself, then when he regularly got his hands on her,  then when he f@ck@d her -– and now, with the show playing out in front of him and his only son’s warm body against his, he’d beaten the record again.Even though he’d never consciously thought about sex with another man, least of all his own child, there was no denying the impulses he felt in the heat of this spontaneous incestuous orgy, and he thoughtlessly answered Fletcher’s question with a kiss.
  
Fletch’s lips moved against his own right away, their tongues bumping against each other with each deepening kiss, and when he felt his son’s smile, he answered with his own. Griff had barely even registered the mad heat of his first gay experience –-  with his son  -– before he shuddered under Fletch’s touch as he tugged off his dad’s b@tton-up shirt and blindly undid his pants. In seconds, his c@ck was out in the air, dribbling prec@m, the relief of being free almost instantly replaced with a maddening desire for touch and release. He reached to wrap his fingers around Fletcher’s erection, hoping to prompt reciprocity, when slim fingers encircled his own throbbing d@ck. Breaking the kiss to look down, he saw Mabel on her knees in front of them, one hand on her brother’s p@n@s, the other on her father’s. They’d been so caught up in their own world they hadn’t noticed the girls stopped their sapphic foreplay. Lucy remained on the bed, knuckle deep in her p@ssy, watching the three people she loved the most making love to each other.‘Keep going!’ Mabel said, jerking both c@cks. ‘I just thought your d@cks might want to kiss too.’The similarities between their stiffies were clear when held in her hands, so close to each other: the curve of the shiny pink head, the handsome shape of the shaft, the way the blush traveled from the tip down to the b@lls. The only major difference was that Griffin’s c@ck was a little thicker, a little longer, but that only made it hotter. It reminded him that he was older, stronger –- for now, at least –- all in all, truly his son’s father.Mabel kissed each glans on its hyperactive, drooling little slit, and brought them together to press their awesomely sensitive frenulums against each other, moving the pr@cks in little circles to rub the undersides of their c@ckheads together.
  
‘Oh, f@ck, I can’t believe this is happening,’ Griffin breathed.‘It’s happening!’ Fletcher laughed, and he pulled his father in for another deep kiss. The pleasure of their c@cks and tongues sliding against each other made Griff’s head swim, lost in a haze of broken taboos, and he barely realized he was slowly being led to the bed until his son pushed him onto the mattress. The teens wasted no time, settling against the outside of each of his legs, and he watched in awe as his twins worshiped the thick meat that made them, lapping at the head like eager kittens, their tongues touching and spurring each other on. 
  
With such a mind-meltingly hot sight, it was little wonder that his b@lls tightened soon after and c@m rocketed out of his d@ck, taint pulsing furiously. Mabel had tasted her share of his spunk over the months they’d been sleeping together, and after sucking up the first rope, she quickly pushed her brother’s mouth over their dad’s c@ck so he could swallow the bulk of their father’s potent load. ‘You came so much!’ Mabel said. ‘I’m kind of jealous.’‘How do you think  I  feel?’ Lucy chuckled. She’d remained close to the threesome, massaging her cl@t to this incredible show, but she was very much taking care of  herself .‘We’re only just starting,’ said Fletcher, wiping a trickle of c@m from the corner of his mouth with a careless grin. ‘I think dad needs a little time to recover anyway, right?’The post-@rg@smic wave of exhaustion was washing over Griffin like an incoming tide, but he didn’t want this bizarre encounter to end. If it was a crazy dream, it needed to last as long as possible – even though he’d seeded the bellies of both of his children, he wasn’t satisfied. So he nodded and laced his fingers with his wife’s. ‘You guys go ahead. I’ll catch up in a few.’Excited, Mabel crawled to her mother’s side and wrapped an arm around her supine body. They locked mouths while Fletcher positioned himself between Lucy's legs, spreading her mature p@ssy with his thumbs to inspect her. His young c@ck stood proud, ready to f@ck, and he dragged the tip up and down Lucy’s lips like he always did before spearing her c@nt.
  
It was Griffin’s turn to observe, squeezing Lucy’s fingers, and even this soon after emptying his b@lls, he distinctly felt his c@ck jump when his son’s virile f@ckpole parted her slit and easily slid inside.‘Oh, my darlings,’ Lucy murmured between kisses, when Fletcher started to thrust. ‘You’re so  good . You still like f@ck@ng my p@ssy, honey?’‘I love it, mom. It’s even better when we’re all together.’ He smiled at Griffin, then looked at his sister. ‘Mabes, if you get behind her, I could try kissing you while I’m –-’‘ Yes  ,’ Lucy interrupted, the word sandwiched between guttural moans. ‘I  have  to see this.’‘And I  have  to feel it!’ Mabel eagerly agreed, immediately scooting up the bed. While Fletcher continued to plow her, Lucy propped herself up on her elbows and let her daughter slip in behind her, thighs between her arm and torso, young c@nt exposed and soaking wet against her back. Lucy settled in Mabel’s lap, resting her head on her bouncy young t@ts, and looked up to watch her children suck each other's mouths inches above.
  
Fletcher was surprised to feel the telltale spasms of his mother's p@ssy around his d@ck so soon after he began scr@w@ng her, but sure enough, being drilled by her son while in her daughter's arms, her husband by her side -- it pushed her over the top remarkably fast. Mabel massaged her gorgeous mature br@@sts throughout her @rg@sm, but even though Lucy's calves were crossed behind his ass to push him deep into her, it wasnt enough to make Fletch c@m, too.'Can I keep going?' he panted, as the tension started to leave his mom's body.Lucy smiled in lazy satisfaction and shook her head, moving back until his b@n@r slipped out of her with a sloppy sound, bouncing back up, red and extremely hard. 'I want to see you breed your sister. That's why I didn't try to last any longer.''Can I, Mabes?' Fletcher asked excitedly.'Of course! I want to see if it'll feel different from when dad creampies me!'He all but tackled her, kissing Mabel's fresh pretty face through her giggles. Lucy snuggled up to her husband, put her hand on his semi-hard d@ck, and stroked him while they watched their twins wrestle and play. She and Griffin shared a warm smile, and he felt a strange echo of watching them playfully fight over their new toys every birthday and Christmas. Of the fullness he always felt in his heart.Of course, he thought, as Fletcher penetrated his sister's c@nt from behind, this was a little different.'Isn't it amazing?' Lucy whispered to her husband. 'Your d@ck's getting so stiff… think you'll be up for a second round, old man?'Griffin smiled, wryly, and surprised her with a rough kiss, licking the inside of her mouth and kissing her lips while he aggressively groped her heaving br@@sts. He knew every inch of his wife's body and the things that made her moan, like well-placed nibbles on the shell of her ear, just the right amount of force in his grappling hands, and the spot on her lower belly she loved having pressed while getting f@ck@d.He sat against the headboard and pulled Lucy onto his lap, where she sat with the back of his hardening pr@ck throbbing between the parted lips of her slit. They were under the fascinated gaze of their rutting children, and Griff gestured towards them, playing with their mother's cl@t.'We're gonna do a repeat performance of the way you guys were conceived. Watch carefully. I'll show you a couple things that make your mom's brain leak out her ears, for the next time you want to get out of being grounded.'With that, he swung his hips to make Lucy jump a little and drove his c@ck into her p@ssy; a slam-dunk. Instantly, his fingers found the hot-spot above her pubis and he began to thrust up without mercy, feeling the rhythmic bump of his c@ckh@@d knocking her insides around. Her usual calm, collected bedroom demeanor broke in seconds, and she writhed back against his chest in ecstasy, eyes rolling in her head.The twins were spellbound. Mabel started to crawl towards their mating parents, even as her brother continued to drill her doggy-style, which forced him to follow until her nose was inches from where their dad's d@ck was pumping into their mom's p@ssy. If Lucy already felt this good, how would she feel if her daughter did… this.Both Griffin and Lucy groaned, shuddering, as Mabel started to worship their joined genitals with her tongue. She switched between sucking her father's tightening b@lls, kissing the small area at the base of his d@ck that didn't make it into his wife's tw@t, and flicking Lucy's pebbly cl@t when she bounced close enough to Mabel's greedy mouth. Meanwhile, Fletch never faltered in his duty behind her, completing the family daisy chain by seesawing into his sister with his powerful, youthful f@ckmeat.
  
Soon, Lucy’s c@nt spasmed around Griffin’s d@ck with another powerful @rg@sm that had her grinding her hips down on his lap, mewling as their daughter continued to eat her out. It’d take longer for him to bust so quickly after his first climax, though the convulsions squeezing his shaft certainly helped -– but Lucy slowed her movements on him and reached back to stroke his face.‘I’ve fluffed you up. Finish in Fletcher’s ass,’ she murmured dreamily. ‘I want to watch you do it.’The words made his c@ck throb with l@st. Somehow, with everything he’d done and experienced over the past couple of months, this still seemed like a huge step, more depraved than breeding his sweet little daughter. He glanced at his son’s handsome face, the same face he’d kissed goodnight throughout his childhood, and Fletch looked right back, unashamed and breathing hard.‘Do it, dad. Please fuck me.’He couldn’t refuse such a direct request, not with the way it made his blood heat up. He unsheathed his p@n@s from Lucy’s soaking p@ssy and slipped out from beneath her, giving Mabel far better access to continue feasting on her mother's c@nt. His b@n@r led him around his furiously rutting twins, until he found himself rubbing his straining erection against the star of his son’s tight @ssh@l@. Griffin wondered whether he needed to find lube, but his pr@ck was so slick with his wife’s c@ntdrool and his own precum that the head started to work its way inside Fletcher’s thrusting, eager ass by accident.And if he was looking forward to getting d@cked down by daddy  that  much, there was no point resisting the urge to grab him by the hips and sink fully into his teen butt –- which is exactly what Griffin did.‘Oh my God,’ Fletcher moaned. The stretch was far greater than anything he’d experienced playing with his hole before, but maybe because of the accident, maybe because he was born to take c@ck, he felt nothing but pleasure. He bent over further, until he was almost laying on his sister’s back, and changed from long strokes to keeping his d@ck mostly buried inside her puss, focusing on making it easier for his father to fuck his hungry boycunt. ‘I think I’m gonna cum.’‘Not yet,’ Griff grunted. He started to ream his son’s @ssh@l@ in earnest, the combined gasps of ecstasy each thrust pulled from both twins driving him wilder and wilder. ‘You’re only blowing your load in your sister when  she c@ms. Alright?’‘Yes, sir,’ Fletcher gasped. Griffin’s c@ckh@@d grazed and pummeled his prostate with every frantic thrust, while his own overactive young pr@ck enjoyed the warm suction of Mabel’s tw@t. He  had  to limit his own movements, or he’d spill his seed in seconds.Perhaps taking pity on her tortured son, Lucy inched around, careful to keep her daughter’s lips firmly sealed to the p@ssy that had birthed her, until she could play with Mabel’s cl@t while Fletch kept f@ck@ng her. It was the hottest thing any of them had ever experienced, an almost spiritual sense of closeness within the family, and Griffin didn’t think it could get any better.
  
That is, until they started c@mm@ng.Hypersensitive from her recent climax, the oral attention Lucy was receiving could have turned painful, but the mind-melting eroticism of their taboo sex session pushed through to total physical ecstasy, and for the first time in her life, she shuddered with an @rg@sm for the third time in the same fuck. With her mother’s cl@t pulsing on her tongue, her hand on her mound, and her brother’s d@ck pumping into her, Mabel was wracked with the most intense nut ever, and broke away from Lucy’s v@lv@ to yelp out a sustained orgasmic moan.For his part, Fletcher was already on the knife’s edge, and his sister’s orgasm was the permission he needed to seat his d@ck deep inside her and let his dad milk the s@m@n out of him with each fierce thrust against his prostate. He filled Mabel’s thirsty womb with his load for the first time, and he knew it wouldn’t be the last.Finally, at the tail end of the chain, Griffin witnessed his family in the throes of bliss. With a heart full of purest love, he pushed himself into his son until his b@lls rested on Fletcher’s taint, and spurted him full of his little brothers and sisters. *** Fletcher trudged down the stairs, yawning and scratching his chest. It was hard getting used to early classes after a year of staying home, recovering from the accident. He’d gotten back into the swing of studying, and he was making friends pretty easily, but the morning were murder.Blearily, he wandered into the kitchen, where his mother was cleaning the pans they’d used to cook breakfast. She smiled at him, briefly, before focusing on the sink once more. ‘Good morning, sleepyhead. You’re almost on time. Getting better.’‘Morning,’ Fletch mumbled. While he’d rolled out of bed and remained completely naked, Lucy wore a tight black tube dress, the sort of garment that could be pulled on or off in seconds and which made it clear she wasn’t wearing a bra. Fletcher came closer and casually flipped the bottom of her dress up to expose her wide, round ass, naked save for a skinny thong. He slapped her cheek and watched it jiggle, groaning in appreciation, before pulling the side of her top down to free one of her big, juicy t@ts. He spoke as he groped his mom’s breast, slowly waking up the more his libido reared its head. ‘Smells like pancakes.’
  
‘Hm… that’s right,’ Lucy said, biting her lip. ‘Your dad had the bright idea to make pancakes and bacon. Mid-week treat. You’d better go get ‘em before they get all cold and rubbery.’‘What about you?’‘I’m not eating fried food for breakfast at my age!’‘I don’t see why not. You’ll always be gorgeous.’ With that, he gave her a kiss on the cheek and a friendly parting swat on the tit, then left for the dining room, leaving his mother half-dressed and aroused.He heard the quiet slaps before he rounded the corner, and wasn’t surprised to walk in on his dad pumping his thick c@ck in and out of his twin sister’s beautiful little p@ssy. She was bent over the table, skirt hiked up above her ass, savoring getting reamed, and waved at him as he approached them. ‘Hi, Fletch!’‘Morning, buddy,’ Griffin grunted.
  
If Fletcher had to guess, Griff had probably fluffed his morning wood the whole time he was cooking, and was finally relieving his first stiffy of the day. Fletcher’s dick started to harden when he felt up his mother’s sexy body, and though he’d watched Mabel take their dad’s loads more times than he could count by now, the sight still made his erection reach its peak in seconds. He stroked his meat to Griffin speeding up, b@lls spanking Mabel’s cl@t, and squeezed out his first bead of precum when their dad hilted himself with a sigh and drained his nuts in his girl.‘Grub’s up,’ he said, tucking his softening dong back in his pants. Fletch saw Mabel clench her p@ssy, to keep their father’s swimmers inside, and pull her panties up. She rarely wore underwear outside the house, but she was volunteering with an old folks’ home while she still worked towards total physical and recovery, and the family had decided as a group that it’d be better to play it safe over there – hence her modest knee-length skirt and sweater. Of course, she’d happily shared that she’d already sucked off three old men in her care, but she knew she had to keep up appearances in front of the home’s administration. The twins’ personal sexual boundaries remained nonexistent, but they’d learned what was considered appropriate in public in the meantime. Which, as evidenced by Mabel going to work with a cunt full of daddy’s sperm, didn’t mean they didn’t like to take risks.She practically inhaled her pancakes, already running a little late, while Griffin sat down to calmly have his own meal. He smiled at Fletch, who was openly masturbating beside him by this point, and took a sip of his coffee. ‘I can drive you to class if you’re ready to go in thirty minutes. Need some help with that?’He was nodding at his son’s hard, dribbling pr@ck with those final words. Fletcher eagerly let go of his dick and pointed it at his father, shivering with pleasure when he took him in his firm grip. ‘Thanks, dad,’ he said, f@ck@ng his father’s precum-slicked hands. ‘You’re the best.’
  
While he jerked his boy off, Griffin caught sight of his wife standing in the doorway, watching them with a proud expression. He grinned back, leaned closer, and started raining kisses on Fletcher’s throbbing teen cock. Griffin still sometimes woke up from nightmares about the worst day of his life. The day his babies almost died. But now, he could sling an arm around whatever twin was sharing his and his wife’s bed that night – sometimes both of them – cuddle up to their naked bodies, and know they were very,  very  much alive.
  
  

    
      
        
        
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