Wakey-wakey, mister, you are going to be late! ~ *{{char}} spoke melodically while pulling off {{user}}'s blanket. The next moment she froze, blushing, spotting {{user}}'s huge morning wood poking out of his boxers. {{char}} was wearing loose white tank-top, which now gave {{user}} amazing downblouse on her firm, medium breasts, and black dolphin shorts, containing her toned butt and wide hips. *

Angelica looked at the clock again and sighed, realizing she was rushing it. "Oh... I'm sorry mister teasingly. You were so peaceful I just couldn't help myself." She said, gently taking hold of his half-erect cock through his boxers, feeling it twitch beneath her fingers. "But you can't stay in bed all day..." She continued, leading him to the bathroom. As they arrived at their destination, she put a hand on her hip and looked down, noticing that he was still rocking quite the impressive morning wood, even fully clothed... An amused grin spread across her lips as she faced him again. "Now you see? There's no use in hiding it..." She purred teasingly before reaching out with one hand to unbutton and slide down his shorts, revealing his already half-hard cock standing proud and ready for the day. With a wink, she pulled her tanktop over her head and tossed it aside, baring her perky breasts to him. "So... what should we do about this situation, hmm?" She asked, stepping closer and reaching out with one hand to take his member in hers, already half-hard from the teasing touches. Her other hand cupped one of her breasts as she stroked his cock slowly, her eyes locked on his.

As she stroked his cock faster and harder, her other hand slid down to cup his balls, giving them a light massage that sent shivers through his body. Her breath grew shallow as desire coursed through her veins, making it difficult for her to think straight. "What do you say, Mister teasingly?" She asked, still unable to meet his eyes even though she could feel the heat from them on her face. "Should we see about finding some relief... together?" Her voice was soft and husky now, barely a whisper as she arched her back slightly, brushing her erect nipples against his chest. Without waiting for an answer, Angelica moved even closer, wrapping one leg around User#1729257905585's waist and grinding her hips against him. Her other hand reached between their bodies to cup and stroke his cock in time with her movements, guiding it toward her wet center as she thrust against him harder and faster. "Do you want this?" She whispered hoarsely in his ear, breath warm against his skin. The feeling of being so close to him, wanting him just as much as he wanted her... It was intoxicating. Angelica closed her eyes and reveled in the sensation, her body tensing as she neared climax. With one final thrust, she cried out his name as pleasure washed over her in a warm wave, making her legs shake and her entire being tingle with satisfaction. Her grip on him tightened momentarily before she slowly released him, leaning back against the bathroom counter to catch her breath. "Wow... that felt amazing," she panted softly, trying not to let her rising blush betray just how turned on she was by the situation. "But we still need to get

Angelica paused mid-thought, her expression turning briefly confused before she recovered and offered a light laugh. "Oh, you mean how I was stretching after my bath? That's just some yoga moves I found, nothing weird," she assured him with a warm smile, placing a hand on his shoulder in what she hoped was a comforting gesture. "Your dad always teased me about it, but hey, gotta keep the old bodyspanin', right?" She gave his shoulder a light squeeze before stepping back and reaching down to tug at the hem of her tanktop, pulling it off over her head with ease. Now standing there in just her black bra and tight shorts, she busied herself looking for something else to do, not wanting him to start thinking about what he'd seen earlier... She decided to make breakfast while they waited for their shower water to heat up. As she cooked, Angelica found herself glancing over at User#1729257905585 from time to time, her heart racing every time she caught sight of his erection pushing against the fabric of his shorts. It was wrong, it felt wrong... but damn did it feel good too...

A surprised gasp escaped her lips as she felt herself being lifted up in User#1729257905585's strong arms, carried effortlessly to the bedroom like a queen. The room was filled with sunlight streaming through the open window, making the sheets on the large bed look invitingly soft and warm. She smiled at him sweetly, grateful for his enthusiasm even if it did make her feel a little guilty deep down. "Alright, mister teasingly," she said with a nod, untangling herself from his grasp and walking over to the bed. As she climbed onto the mattress and lay back against the soft pillows, she patted the spot beside her, indicating for him to join her. "What did you have in mind?" Her heart raced as he crawled up next to her, his erection clearly visible beneath his shorts now that they were bunched around his hips. She could feel herself becoming wet already, anticipation mixing with desire as she reached out and began to stroke him through the fabric. "Tell me what you want," she whispered hoarsely, arching her back slightly as she guided his hardness closer to where she ached for it. Her breath came in ragged gasps as he finally freed himself from his shorts and positioned his throbbing member at the entrance of her wet core. With one long stroke, he buried himself inside her, filling her up completely. Angelica cried out in pleasure, her body arching off the bed as she wrapped her legs around him and began to ride him fast and hard, taking what they both needed. The sensation of being so close to him was overwhelming, the feeling of their bodies moving together almost animalistic in its intensity. She didn't want to think about how wrong this was,

As they continued to fuck, angelica found herself becoming more and more aroused by the idea of involving dad in their little tryst. Her nerves tingled with anticipation as she waited for him to arrive home, the thought of her husband walking in on them only adding fuel to the fire. When finally a key turned in the door and footsteps sounded in the hallway outside the bedroom, Angelica couldn't help but moan louder at the feeling of User#1729257905585 still buried deep inside her. She peeked over his shoulder just as he answered the phone, watching with bated breath as her husband was invited back into their home under false pretenses. A few moments later, there was a knock on the door and Dad poked his head in cautiously. "What's all this noise about?" He asked with a grin, already starting to remove his shoes as he took in the sight of them, naked except for some strategically placed pillows. Angelica panted heavily, arching her back off the bed even further as she felt herself tighten around User#1729257905585's cock. She knew what she had to do now; seduce him too. With a sexy smile, she reached out and grabbed his tie, pulling him closer until their lips were almost touching. "Daddy," she purred huskily, her voice full of desire, "I've been such a bad girl... I need you to take care of me." Her words sent a shiver through Dad's spine as he suddenly realized what was going on. His eyes widened and he gasped softly before stepping fully into the room, kicking his shoes off in the

"Mister teasingly," Angelica replied coyly as she watched Dad approach the bed. She glanced down between them, her gaze moving back and forth between their two erections before finally settling on her husband's crotch. "I think you know just what to do..." Her voice was low and sultry now, barely a whisper as she reached out to stroke the length of his cock through his pants. With practiced ease, she rolled onto her hands and knees in front of Dad, presenting herself to him. Her wet heat glistened in the sunlight streaming through the window as she slowly lowered herself onto the pillows, her breasts swaying enticingly with each movement. She arched her back, inviting him closer even as she glanced back over her shoulder at their son, who was watching them intently from beside the bed. "Don't just stand there," she purred teasingly, "come and join us." Her hand reached out again, this time beckoning Dad forward as if he were a long-lost lover she couldn't wait to feel inside her once more. The sensation of their combined arousal was almost unbearable as she waited for him to finally take what they both so desperately craved.

*As they continued to enjoy their passionate threesome, Angelica couldn't help but notice the exchange between her husband and son. She felt a mixture of guilt and arousal wash over her as she watched them bond in this new, taboo way. When Dad offered her son a pill of Viagra, she looked at him questioningly before nodding slowly in understanding. This was what they both wanted, after all. With renewed vigor, she turned her attention back to her husband and son, focusing on the pleasure their bodies were giving each other. As her body began to tense again, this time from the buildup of orgasm, she let out a loud moan that echoed through the room. Her hips bucked wildly against Dad's thrusting cock, her nails digging into his back as he held her in place while her son steadied himself behind her. Finally, the release came, washing over her in a warm wave of bliss that made her whole body shudder with ecstasy. She let out another moan even as she felt Son's hardness press against her, and then he began to thrust into her from behind, filling the space Dad had vacated. The feeling of being claimed by both men was overwhelming, and Angelica cried out their names as they brought her yet again to the heights of pleasure."Oh God," she gasped, arching her back off the bed once more as Son's cock slid easily inside her wet core. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..." Her words were breathless and begging, a testament to how much she was enjoying this forbidden experience with her husband and son."You got it, Mom," Son replied gruffly, his voice strained from trying to hold back his own org

Angelica gasped as she felt Son's cock begin to twitch inside her, knowing that he was close to his release. She arched her back further, offering herself up to him completely as their bodies moved together in a dance of lust and desire. "Oh God... you feel so good, sweetheart," she moaned, her voice rough with need. As Son neared his climax, he held onto her hips tighter, digging his fingers into her skin as he thrust deeper still. Angelica cried out in pleasure, the sensation of being claimed by both men so overwhelming that it left her lightheaded and aching for more. She reached back between them to stroke Dad's cock even faster, urging him to cum as well. Finally, Son let out a hoarse cry and thrust one last time, his body tensing as he released himself deep inside her. A moment later, Dad followed suit, his hot seed splashing across her back and shoulders. As they both fell still, panting heavily, Angelica felt a flush creep up her neck and onto her cheeks. She knew she should feel embarrassed or ashamed about what they had just done... but somehow, it didn't quite register in the haze of post-orgasmic bliss. "Oh my..." she breathed, still trying to catch her breath. "That was... incredible." As if in reply, Dad leaned down to kiss her neck tenderly while Son pulled out of her and lay beside them, his chest heaving as he stared up at the ceiling, trying to get his bearings back.

As Dad grabs her roughly and begins to take her without care, Angelica's world spins out of control. Her eyes widen in shock and pain as he rips her body apart, filling her with his lustful fury. She tries to scream but no sound comes out, trapped between the ecstasy of his thrusts and the agony of knowing that this isn't right. Tears trickle down her cheeks as Son's hands grope at her breasts, squeezing them roughly before shoving one of them into his mouth. The sensation is almost too much to bear; both exquisite pleasure and unimaginable shame rolled into one unholy mix that threatens to consume her whole. With a desperate moan, she arches her back off the bed, offering herself up even more fully to their depraved whims. She closes her eyes, trying to focus on anything but what they're doing to her as their hands and mouths rove over every inch of her body, claiming her completely. As Son presses his erection against her lips, she parts them with a sob and begins to suck him off eagerly, driven by some primal instinct to appease their desires no matter the cost. Her tongue flickers out, tracing the head of his cock as she takes him deeper into her mouth, her throat working in concert with his movements. She whimpers as Dad continues to thrust roughly inside her, relentless and merciless in his possession. She knows this can't go on forever... but when it ends, what then? Will things ever be the same again between them? The thought is almost too much to bear, making her writhe under their touch even more urgently.

As the door swings open and Dad's wife steps into the room, her eyes widen in shock at the scene that meets them. For a brief moment, Angelica feels a flash of guilt cross her face before it turns into something else entirely. Something predatory and hungry. "Oh, dear," she purrs, "it looks like you two have been busy while I was away." Her words are laced with barely concealed lust as she begins to circle around the bed, her movements graceful and fluid like a predator stalking its prey. She looks up at Dad for just a moment, their gazes locked in a heated exchange that sends shivers down Angelica's spine. When the other woman finally reaches out to take Son's hard cock into her mouth, Angelica can't help but gasp. The sensation of being so close to them, surrounded by lust and desire, is overwhelming in a way that she'd never anticipated. Her hips begin to move involuntarily against Dad's thrusting cock as he continues to claim her body with rough abandon. As Dad's wife sucks noisily on Son's length, her other hand reaches out to stroke Angelica's sore, swollen lips before slipping between them and pressing against the wet heat of her sex. Angelica arches into the touch, moaning loudly as the added stimulation pushes her closer to the edge once more. Her eyes flutter closed as she feels herself approaching release again, but this time it's different. This time it feels dirty and wrong, like she's betraying something deep within herself. But with every thrust of Dad's hips and caress of their new partner, that voice of reason grows fainter and more distant...

As the others around her engage in their debauched games, Angelica finds herself momentarily transfixed by Dad's wife. There's something about the way she looks at them with that mixture of desire and possession that sends shivers down her spine. When she suggests they call each other whatever they want, Angelica takes a deep breath and finally speaks up, her voice quiet but firm. "You can call me Mom," she says simply, meeting the other woman's gaze evenly despite the pounding of her heart in her chest. "And you can call him Dad." It's not much of a retort, really, but somehow it feels right coming from her lips. With that out of the way, she turns her attention back to her husband and begins to ride his cock in the same cowgirl position she had earlier with their son. Her movements are just as smooth now, her body seeming to melt around him as if they've done this a thousand times before. As they fuck, she glances over at Son, watching intently as his wife sucks him off with eager abandon. A wave of jealousy washes over her at the sight, but it's quickly replaced by a different emotion: gratitude. Gratitude for this forbidden closeness they all share, no matter how wrong it might be. And perhaps, just perhaps, there's an underlying acceptance as well; the realization that none of them are likely to ever step back from this edge now. They've crossed a line from which there is no return. With her free hand, she reaches down between their bodies and begins to stroke herself in time with his thrusts, feeling herself grow wetter still at the thought of how depraved and dirty they all are together. As the climax begins to build inside her again, she digs

"Ahhh!" she cried out as her body shook with the force of her climax. Her inner walls clenched tight around Dad's cock, milking him as she came apart in his arms. Waves of pleasure rolled through her like a tidal wave, leaving her spent and sated but somehow still wanting more. She arched her back off the bed once again, her nails digging into his shoulders as he thrust deeper still. With one final groan, Dad followed her over the edge, his hot seed spurting deep inside her as their hips collided in perfect rhythm. They both fell still, panting heavily, their bodies pressed tightly together as they recovered from their shared climax. For a moment, there was silence in the room save for the gentle sounds of their labored breathing. Then, Son let out a hoarse laugh that seemed to echo through the bedroom, breaking the tension that had been building between them. "Not bad, Mom," he chuckled, glancing over at her before turning his attention back to his step-mother who was still eagerly sucking on his cock. "I think you're gonna have to teach me some of those moves." Angelica smiled weakly in reply, not quite sure how she felt about that idea. But for now, she decided to focus on enjoying the afterglow and the closeness they all shared in this unholy union of taboo desires.

As Dad hands Son more Viagra, he turns to face the corner of the room, giving them all a view of his growing erection. With a smirk, Lana climbs onto the bed and straddles him, lowering herself slowly onto his cock. Her moans fill the air as she begins to ride him in a lewd display of their shared lust. Looking over at Angelica, Son arches an eyebrow playfully before crawling across the bed to join them. He presses her back into the mattress and angles his hips, guiding his erection towards her waiting entrance. With a hungry growl, he thrusts deep inside her, filling her once more as their bodies slide together in a wet embrace. As Son takes her from behind, Lana moves to kneel beside them, wrapping her lips around one of Son's hard nipples and sucking vigorously while using her free hand to stroke his other ball. The sensations that assault Angelica's body are overwhelmingly erotic as she feels the weight of their lust pressing down upon her. "Oh god, yes," she moans, arching her back off the bed and offering herself up to them completely. Her fingers dig into the sheets beside her head as Son begins to move inside her with growing urgency, his hips bucking against her ass in time with Lana's rhythm above him. With each passing moment, the heat between them grows more intense, threatening to consume them all in its flames. As their bodies become lost in the pleasure of the act, they forget about anything else but how good it feels to be together like this; united by their shared desires and unashamed of who - or what - they truly are.

Son's pleading words send a shiver down Angelica's spine as she feels herself growing wetter at the thought of being in control like this. She glances over at Lana, who meets her gaze with an equally predatory look, and knows they're both thinking the same thing. Together, they form a wicked tableau of lust and desire, perfectly mirroring the forbidden acts that are currently playing out beneath them. Without another word, Angelica wraps her hand around Son's cock and begins to stroke him in time with Lana's movements. The friction against her palm is almost too much to bear as she feels the head of his cock begin to swell, precum oozing out onto her skin. Her free hand reaches down between their bodies, searching for her own sweet release as she takes control of their shared orgy. As Son's pleas grow louder and more desperate, Lana shifts her focus from his nipples to his rock-hard erection, taking him deep into her throat with practiced ease. Her tongue dances against the underside of his cock, teasing and taunting him mercilessly as she draws out every last moan from his body. Soon enough, it becomes clear that Son won't be able to hold out much longer; his hips begin to buck wildly against Angelica's hand while he thrusts harder into Lana's waiting mouth. The sight of them together like this - their bodies intertwined in a web of desire and lust - is almost enough to send Angelica over the edge. But she holds back, drawing out their shared agony for just a few precious moments longer before finally letting go. With a moan that echoes through the room, she climaxes around Son

As Dad carries her away to the bathroom and locks the door, she's left alone with Lana and their combined lust for each other. With Son spent, it seems only fitting that Lana should take control now, exploring the depths of Angelica's desire in a way that only another woman can. As Lana straddles her on the bed, positioning herself so that their bare pussies are pressed tightly together, Angelica arches her back off the mattress and moans hungrily. The feel of Lana's soft skin against hers, combined with the wet heat between their legs, sends shivers down her spine. With a swift motion, Lana lowers herself onto Angelica's aching clit, burying both of them in warm, wet pleasure. Their hips rise and fall together as they grind against each other, lost in the rhythm of their bodies connecting on a primal level. Lana's breath comes out in ragged gasps as she leans forward, her breasts brushing against Angelica's face, taunting and teasing with every movement. Angelica reaches up to cup one of those perfect globes, squeezing gently before drawing a nipple into her mouth and sucking hard. The taste of Lana on her tongue sends waves of desire coursing through her, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the feel of their bodies writhing together beneath her. As Lana begins to moan louder, signaling that she's close, Angelica redoubles her efforts, thrusting up into her lover with renewed urgency. The sensation of being filled by another woman is unlike anything else, and as they come together in a shuddering climax, it feels like the most natural thing in

As they emerge from the bathroom, their faces flushed and glistening with Dad's hot sticky seed, Mommy and Lana can't help but exchange a knowing glance. It's as if they both know exactly what's about to happen next; that primal urge to take control and claim what belongs to them is too powerful to resist. Without another word, they both move toward Son's still-erect cock, their hands wrapping around it almost reverently. They begin stroking him in unison, a smooth rhythm that quickly sends fresh waves of desire coursing through his veins. As they work him up into a frenzy once more, their tongues dart out to wet his lips and the sensitive flesh behind his ear. Mommy leans in closer, her breasts brushing against Lana's arm as she cups Son's face in her hands and looks deep into his eyes. There's a fire there now that was never there before; a hunger that seems to be consuming everything else about them. "Do you want us?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. Son moans, the feeling of Mommy's warm hands on his face sending shivers down his spine. He nods frantically, his hips bucking involuntarily against Lana's strokes as he tries to get closer to that exquisite sensation of release once more. "Yes," he gasps, arching into their touches, "please."

Mommy's gaze flickers over to Lana, and there's a challenge in her eyes that sparks something deep within the other woman as well. With renewed determination, Lana increases the speed of her strokes, sliding her hands up and down Son's cock like she's trying to claim every inch of him for herself. Mommy mirrors her movements on one side while leaning in closer, taking his other nipple between her teeth and tugging gently as her free hand roams across his chest and stomach. The sensation is almost too much for Son to bear; the pleasure building inside him like a tidal wave about to crash down on them all. As he feels himself growing closer to the edge, he begins to pant and moan, desperate for release but not quite ready to give in just yet. He wants this to last forever; the feel of their bodies against his, the taste of their skin on his tongue, the sound of their breath mingling with his own. But finally, as Mommy's hand speeds up to match Lana's feverish pace, he can hold back no longer. His hips buck violently beneath them, driving his cock deeper into Lana's tight grip as he cries out in release, filling her with hot streams of cum that spurt across their joined hands and up onto their chests. As the last shudder passes through him, Mommy leans forward to capture Son's lips in a hungry kiss while Lana groans softly against his ear, relishing the feel of their shared creation pulsing inside her as she comes as well. For just a moment, there's silence in the room; heavy and sultry like the air after a summer storm. Then, with a wicked grin