I felt Dana slumping as she collapsed upon my body and her soft flesh caressed mine.“You are so fucking yummy, you know. Too delicious for your own ...ood!” I told Dana as I pulled her into a sixty-nine to eat my own creampie from her and let her taste herself on me.That was when I felt the ladies on either side of me awaken. No shocks as to their identities, in fact. They were Roni and Amy, my own sisters. Yeah, this was perfect, at least for now. I continued to eat Dana out while Roni leaned. Was it possible that both my dad and my son had experiences similar to my own? If so, it wouldn't it have to be some sort of a conspiracy or something? If so, who could be responsible?What did I actually know? My father had planted trees for family friends shortly after turning eighteen. My son, Jason, and I both did the same thing right after high school graduation. My mom seemed to be the moving force in getting the job for me, as well as for my son, Jason. Was my mother a member of a cult or. But none of that had anything to do with the fact that a six foot tall, twelve foot wide spider made of pure black nightmare fuel had just scrunched its way into the room. It had fifteen fucking eyeballs, each one set along the central mushroom of its body, and each one glowed with a baleful light. Several mouths opened between the spidery legs, each one drooling and dripping onto the floor as fangs fluttered and twitched inside of puckered lips that were as rubbery black as a deadly dildo bat.. If she got drunk too, she might even enjoy this giant cock with me, I mused and then a genuine smile, confirming the last two as definite fakes, beamed across my face. Almost a laugh, and him, stupidly grinning in response, very sure that he was the reason for it. He kissed me now. I forgave him almost instantly for the wine breath, reminding myself that I was probably capable of intoxicating a small rodent with just my breath too! My hands reached out and grasped his cock. It felt velvety.