We knew others would think eating Mom's pussy was only beaten in terms of wrongness by eating Dad's sperm, but we were enjoying it too much to care."O..., boys, you're so hungry," Mom moaned, as we drained her cunt of every drop of tasty spunk, "You sure do love Momma's creampie." Mmm, yeah, Mom," I sighed, "You and Dad make the tastiest, juiciest, wettest pies of all. I just wish I could get some more." Mmm," moaned Phil, sticky bubbles of spunk on his lips, "One mouthful of Dad's spunk right. .. ? Bloody hell. Another reluctant sliver removed fromthe block of Cindy. "Uh, no."K smiled regretfully. "I almost envy you, then."I tilted my head to one side, absently brushing my bangs away from myeyes. "Really? Why?" No. It is nothing you need to concern yourself with." She shook herhead. "I should not have brought it up."I shrugged. "Why not? It's just us girls, right?"She glanced aside at me. "Just us girls?" Like a slumber party!" I tried another giggle. "Um, with wheels. And noshowers,. They were my dad’s thing. Plus she had no grill in the condo, so she just pan fried them, which made them taste off to me. Stan kept trying to engage me in conversation, but I had no idea how to react to this man. It was obvious from my mother’s behavior something was going on between them, but I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. On one hand – yes, my dad had been gone for five years, but on the other hand – My Dad. Here was this guy who was about as opposite of my father as you can get and. Today is your 18th birthday, and honestly, you're not too surprised to find your family and friends hosting your surprise party. Smiling at the assorted well-wishers you glow with excitement as your mom presents you with a massive cake, "Thanks, everyone! Wow, it looks really good!"So you enjoyed the cake, the various presents and the attention... and tried not to notice a sulking figure leaning in a corner, away from the festive spirit.The figure, wrapped up in a dark attire of black clothes.