Let’s get out of here.”But Greg responded, “Fuck, man, just another minute.” Lucy knew they were both looking at her naked body. Lucy turned a...little more on her side, giving the boys a view of both of her breasts, her tummy, and her trimmed bush. She struggled to keep her eyes closed and to quiet the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. Then Lucy heard her brother say, “Dude, what the fuck?”And Greg said: “I can’t help it; she’s so hot Jake.” Lucy realized from what she was hearing that Greg. Another weekend tradition began, "I keep telling you, Arthur. It's too much. I can't eat all of this."Arthur had prepared cereal topped with fruit. Two eggs with four rashes of bacon. Three toast, fruit juice, and coffee.Arthur sat next to Anne and helped Anne with her breakfast, as usual. Something else that always happened. Anne ate very little. Arthur cleaned the plate and toast, but not the fruit."I should be getting ready," Anne said.Arthur told her she had plenty of time, and there was no. Sasha’s tight dress had again shifted up and left her pussy full in view. And her hand had wandered onto the sizeable bulge in George’s track pants. Momentarily distracted, she did not notice that George had reached for an ice cube on the oyster plate. When his hand closed over Jennifer’s pussy, the palm pressed the ice onto her clit.With a shriek and gasp of surprise Jennifer threw herself back. George leaned over her. His mouth, in closing on hers, drunk in Jennifer’s gasping and moaning as. “We were trying to figure out how, in case something like this happened.”“In case something like what happened? Me acting the way I’m supposed to act upon finding out my son has been fucking his sister for the last ten months!”Now it was my turn to get upset. “DAD IT’S NOT JUST ABOUT THE SEX, I LOVE HER!”“You better lower your damn voice and remember who you’re talking to!”I was in a mode, too late to turn back now. “THEN STOP DEGRADING IT! YOU’RE MAING IT SEEM LIKE WE HAD NOTHING BETTER TO DO,.