I hadn't. It looked dingy and dark from the outside, and since I didn't drink, there hadn't been much to tempt me in I thought. They told me I should ...heck it out.So we go into this place - it didn't even have a doorman! - and my eyes have to readjust to the dark. There's a stage, but no one is dancing. They order drinks - and a club soda for me - and tell me to relax. I had noticed a twinkle in both of their eyes, so I knew they thought they had a surprise for me that they thought I'd like. So. And, not a make out session. My family will be there—all except Em and I’ll see her on the weekend.”“Jacob? Is this... ?” Beca started. She hugged my arm tighter.“Um ... Livy and Brittany, you weren’t with us at the end of February. I had a little party then, too. Well, Mom and Dad kind of let it get out of hand and there were a lot more people than I intended. But this time I’d like it just to be us. It’s my ... one-year birthday from when I woke up after my ... accident. I just want the girls. So what'ya say boys? Up to fucking your mother?" Cindy chose to pour herself another drink after all."I think we better call dad," said Luke cautiously. "He ain't drunk and if he says the same thing, then I say let's go for it. I mean, fuck, guys! How often does a guy get a chance to screw a beautiful woman - even if she is your mother?!" Why, thank you, Luke. Compliments are always appreciated. And after you get your dad's okay, I will let you go first since you are so sweet and protective of. She wiggled against it, still asleep. I guess I wasn’t surprised when my chub started to grow. I slid my arm under her, cupped the other tit, and played with both in unison. Perfectly adequate jugs. Nice little ass, too. My cock agreed, and I started sliding it in her soft crack. Soon the tips of her still-damp pube hair were teasing the head of my full-length pole. Reluctantly releasing a cushy boob, I pushed one of her knees up so I could rub my cock against her snatch. Her pussy lips were.