He got a better than average morning fuck since she was thinking about her evening outing. It calmed her husband and conditioned her parts in case her...dinner companion was serious about the risqué comments he’d been dropping for quite a while. She hoped so. He was thirtyish, good looking and buff.As she left for work, she reminded him, “It’s Marie Calender for dinner tonight. I’ll text if I won’t be back till morning.” A gleeful smile from her was answered with a scowl.This was nominally a. That's just the way it is."Mavis felt her lower lip trembling. She just didn't know what to make of this sudden turning of the tables. Five minutes ago she had been so sure of herself, all set to lecture her thirteen-year-old daughter on the evils of incest, and now... "Debby-I--" I hope I haven't hurt your feelings, and Billy and I will obey you," Debby said sincerely. "But... I hope you just realize that we're not harming each other. That it's good for us, know what I mean?" Debby... I just. "Look what you did to my truck!" Caleb continued gesturing wildly towards the slag heap that he used to be so proud of. "Who's going to pay for that?" he demanded."On the ground, now, with your hands behind your head," a muffled voice demanded.Another hazmat-clothed figure moved near Caleb. It was smaller figure, with an instrument in its hands, and it started waving a wand at him."Not now, Janis," another muffled voice commanded, and the person with the wand moved away, still waving the wand. You each smell and taste great, but there's definitely something about each of you that's different, and makes you special." Like what?" Well, Christine, you're muskier than the others, while Shelly has a more thicker presence. And Karen's pussy is very rich with flavor." And Cindy?" Cindy is always wet, and very sweet. Like sugared water really."Bullshit! You can't tell any difference between the four of us." Sure I can." Well, prove it." How though?" Well, how about this. Your other sisters.