She had broken down crying after her performance just like she had on their honeymoon six months ago. Only then, she had cried for just a couple of mi...utes and then had calmed down. She'd been sobbing now for about ten minutes and was showing no sign of slowing down.Charles had a feeling he knew why. She'd been through something very traumatizing. She'd experienced the most emotional highs and lows of her life all within a few month period. And she'd never talked to anyone about the worst of. So that day, I wanted to have some cum. I came into the living room, and knelt in front of him. Without saying a word, I unbuttoned his trousers and let all of it come down. He wasn`t hard yet, but seeing me naked in front of him along with that slutty attitude helped. My mom was wearing a short dress. She removed her panties but let her dress on. I started working on my dad`s cock, I was better at sucking: I would swirl my tongue around his dick in my mouth which made him feel so good. I could. You know? Mind what you are wearing and how you’re wearing it, that’s all.”“What’s wrong with what I wear?”“Nothing,” I said.“Then, I don’t get it, mom? This whole conversation seems weird.”“I saw your father looking at you last night.”“Looking at me, uh … how?” she said.“On the couch. You had your knees propped up and your nightgown was open. Hon? You’re a beautiful young woman. Nice to look at. I think your father was just a little curious, that’s all.”“He was, like? Trying look up my. Eventually though I pulled away again, deciding that as Irene had told me that they were all adults and capable of living with the consequences of their actions, besides despite my moral high horse, there was just something about the fact that I was having (and knocking up) the mother and the two daughters. I did make a mental note to specifically ask Alice if she wanted to have a baby by me, I'm not an utter bastard after all, although I had the feeling like I was acting like one, even if the.