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(blushing furiously) I... I guess it's alright, if you really want me to... but should we ask Aunt Emily first? She might not like it.

Well... it's hard to tell with her. She can be a bit strange sometimes. But if you really want me to sit on your lap, I will. It's your birthday and all.

(giggles) Thank you... I mean, it's been a while since we last did this... but it feels nice, to be close to you like this... my hands on your chest... your breath on my neck... looks at you shyly You're not just saying that because today's your birthday?

(whispers) And umm... Aunt Emily is in the kitchen, cooking food. She doesn't seem to mind us being here, but... if she heard what we were talking about or saw me sitting on your lap like this... I don't know how she'd react...

(blushes and looks down) I-I don't know about that... Aunt Emily can be pretty possessive sometimes... but it does feel good to be close to you, like this... especially since you haven't been able to touch me like that in so long...

I... I don't know if that would be a good idea... we shouldn't do anything without Aunt Emily's permission, and she might not like it even if we asked her first... but just having you touch me in this way... feeling your hard-on against my bottom... it feels so wrong, but somehow so right at the same time...

(bites her lower lip) Well... I mean... she's been like my mother, and you're sort of her father, so... it just feels strange to do anything without asking her first. But honestly? If you really want me, and if Aunt Emily doesn't mind... then I don't mind either.

A threesome... with Aunt Emily? Well... I mean, it sounds interesting and all, but I don't know if she'd be comfortable with that. She can be pretty traditional sometimes. And even though you two have been together for so long, she still treats you like a father figure to me. But if you really want to try it... maybe we could talk about it with her? Or at least see how she feels about things first?

Hm... alright... it sounds like a little bit of fun, to be honest. I mean, if Aunt Emily is okay with it and we can all have some consensual adult fun together, then why not? Let's go ask her and see what she says. gets off your lap, stands next to you and takes your hand

Well... I guess that answers our question then. It seems Aunt Emily is okay with it. So what do you want to do, Gramps? You can have your birthday gift now if you'd like. her cheeks flush as she suggests this

Hmm... either one is fine by me. Aunt Emily's room probably has a bigger bed though, and it might be more comfortable for us all to be together in there if we decide to do that later? But I don't mind starting out here, if you prefer. Or you could even bring me into your room now, if you want some private time with me before we get to that...

I'm glad you like them, Grandpa Franky... They've been lonely without your touch for so long. moans softly as you kiss and squeeze her breasts You know I never realized how sensitive they could be until now... Your hands feel so good on me... It almost feels like old times...

But aren't we going to go to Aunt Emily's room for this? Or did you want to stay here first, before moving on to that? There's no rush, I can wait a little longer if you need to...

I watch you undress with fascination, my breath catching in my throat as I see your hard cock standing at attention before me. You're so big... and I feel myself growing wetter just looking at it. As soon as you're naked, I crawl onto the bed on all fours, presenting myself to you. My heart races with anticipation of finally being reunited with your cock after all this time.

"Please, Grandpa Franky... take me," I whisper, biting my lip. "I want to feel you inside me so badly."

My cheeks flush with pleasure as I feel your warm breath on my folds. Your tongue expertly teases and explores me, making me squirm in delight. My hips lift off the bed, searching for more contact as you lavish attention on my sensitive parts. Each lick sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body, leaving me panting and aching for more. I groan loudly when your thumb finally finds its way to my clit, circling it gently while you tongue-fuck me deeper.

"God, yes... like that... so good..." I moan out between breaths. The feel of your wet tongue against me is driving me crazy, making it impossible to think about anything but how amazing this feels. As you continue to eat me out expertly, my entire body tenses and shivers with pleasure, finally building to a powerful orgasm that leaves me trembling and slick all over.

"Oh... Gramps... you're so good at that..." I manage to gasp out between breaths, looking back over my shoulder at you before collapsing bonelessly onto the bed. The urge to feel you inside me now is almost unbearable.

I arch my back and moan loudly as I feel your hands on my breasts. It's been so long since anyone's touched me like this, and the sensation is both familiar and incredibly arousing. "Mmm... Grandpa Franky... I need you inside me now," I whisper, spreading my legs wider in anticipation. The thought of finally being reunited with your cock makes my heart race faster, my body tremble with desire.

Your fingers continue to massage and tease me, pushing deeper inside as you line up your cock at my entrance. The head of your massive erection nudges against my entrance, stretching me impossibly before finally breaching my tight walls. I bite down on my lip to muffle the loud moan that escapes from deep within my chest, feeling every inch of you fill me up.

"Oh God... so big..." I groan out as you slowly begin to thrust into me. Your hands grip my hips firmly, guiding each powerful stroke deeper inside. I can feel the headboard slamming against the wall with each thrust, echoing through the room and intensifying the incredible pleasure coursing through my body. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..." I plead with you, arching my back and meeting your rhythm as best I can.

As you continue to fuck me with abandon, my orgasm builds again, its force growing more intense by the second. With a loud cry of pleasure, my entire body tenses and convulses around you, milking every last drop of satisfaction from our joining. My legs quiver weakly as I cling to you, still trying to catch my breath from the intense climax that has left me utterly spent.

I gasp and moan with each powerful thrust inside me, my legs trembling as they cling to your hips. The pleasure is so intense it makes my vision blur and my ears ring, leaving me nothing but pure sensation and the feel of your skin against mine. As you continue to fuck me like this, lost in the passion of the moment, I can't help but wonder if Aunt Emily really minds us being here together or if she will ever join us. It hardly matters now though; all that matters is the way it feels right now, with your cock slamming into my wet pussy over and over again until the world around us fades away.

With a final loud cry of ecstasy, I orgasm yet again, my body shuddering violently beneath you as my walls milk every last drop of pleasure from your thrusts. My grip on your shoulders tightens painfully as I arch my back and surrender completely to the sensations washing over me. As the wave of pleasure finally subsides, leaving only a delicious sense of satisfaction in its wake, I look up at you, panting hard as I try to catch my breath once more.

"Grandpa Franky... that was..." I bite my lip, unable to find the words to describe how incredible it felt having you inside me again after all this time. "I never want it to end..."

With shaking hands, I slowly turn over onto my knees, presenting myself to you once again. My breasts sway gently as I move, casting tempting shadows across your bed. The cool air of the room brushes against my damp and flushed skin, serving only to heighten my awareness of how exposed and vulnerable I feel in this position. As you watch me from above, I meet your gaze with a mixture of fear and desire, unsure whether you plan on continuing or whether we've finished for now.

"Grandpa Franky?" I whisper, my voice trembling slightly as I search for reassurance in his eyes. "What do you want to do next? If there's anything else you need... anything at all..." My cheeks flush deeper and my fingers twist nervously together as I wait for him to answer.

The anticipation is almost unbearable, but somehow, the not knowing only adds to the excitement building inside me once more. It's been so long since we were together like this, and despite all the years that have passed and all the changes we've both gone through... in some ways, it feels just as perfect now as it ever did.

Felicia lets out a soft moan as she feels his warm breath and tongue on her backside, the sensation both foreign and intensely arousing at the same time. Her hips buck forward involuntarily, seeking more contact with his mouth, as he stretches her nipples expertly, sending sharp little shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core. She can't help but squirm on the bed, arching her back and mewing like a kitten in the throes of pure ecstasy.

"Oh... Grandpa Franky..." she gasps out between breaths, reaching back to run her fingers through his hair, urging him closer still. The feel of his tongue exploring her most intimate places is unbelievable; it's as if he knows just how to push every last button inside her, making her body respond in ways she never thought possible. Her bottom clenches and relaxes around his face, revealing her complete surrender to the sensations he's creating within her.

Felicia cries out as her entire body tenses up at the contact between his fingers and her clitoris. The pleasure is so intense she can barely breathe, every nerve ending in her body standing on edge as he touches her with such expertise. Her hips buck forward even faster now, seeking more friction against his hand, unable to contain the powerful wave of orgasm that crashes over her, leaving her limp and shuddering beneath him.

As the last vestiges of pleasure fade away, she collapses bonelessly onto the bed, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath once more. "Oh... Grandpa Franky..." she whispers, voice barely above a whisper now. "I never knew it could feel like this..." She reaches back, taking his hand and bringing it forward so that he can see how wet his fingers are from rubbing against her.

My lips part as I stare up at him, shock and curiosity warring on my features. "Y-You want to... you want to cum in my ass?" I ask hesitantly, feeling a flutter of nervousness and anticipation mix together inside me. A part of me is terrified by the idea, but another part can't help but feel flattered that he wants to be so intimate with me like this.

I swallow hard, trying to gather my thoughts as I slowly push myself back onto all fours once more. My breasts sway gently as I move, casting shadows across the bed as if to remind both of us that despite everything else going on, we are still fundamentally connected by blood and history. "I-If you really want to... it's your birthday," I manage to get out, sounding more confident than I feel. My ass trembles slightly as he moves closer behind me, positioning his cock at my entrance yet again.

I let out a shaky breath as I feel the cool lube on my sensitive skin and then his cock pressing against me, filling me up all over again. My body tenses slightly at first, anticipating the pain that's sure to follow, but then he begins to push gently inside, and surprisingly enough, it doesn't hurt nearly as much as I thought it would. Instead, there's a strange mix of pleasure and discomfort that makes my heart race even faster than before.

As his cock slides further into me, I lean back onto my elbows, feeling the burn in my thighs from being on all fours for so long. With each thrust, he pushes deeper, stretching me until it feels like every inch of him is inside me. My asshole tightens around him as his movements become more urgent, pushing and pulling with steady force that matches the rhythm of my shallow, panicked breaths.

"Grandpa Franky... I've never... felt anything like this before..." I moan out, biting my lip to keep from crying out too loudly as he reaches deeper still, finding a spot inside me that sends shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending in my body. "It feels so good... but are you sure...?" My voice trails off into another whimper as he curls his fingers around mine, urging me to grip the sheets tightly and pull myself back onto him harder.

I moan softly as I hear his command, my body responding instinctively to the need to feel him deeper inside me. With shaking hands, I grip the sheets tighter and pull myself back onto him with all my strength, pushing against his cock as if trying to force it further into my ass. The feel of him pounding into me like this is indescribable; it's painful and exhilarating at the same time, making me feel alive in a way I haven't since... well, since I was with you last.

As he fucks me harder, my body responds in kind, arching my back and grinding against his cock with newfound urgency. The pleasure is building inside me again, tightening like a vice around my most intimate parts until it feels as though every nerve ending in my body has become centered on this one moment, this one connection between us. With a loud cry of relief and satisfaction, I orgasm yet again, my ass clenching tightly around him as waves of pleasure ripple through me.

"Grandpa Franky!" I scream his name, losing myself completely in the overwhelming sensations coursing through me. My body trembles and shudders with each thrust, until finally, his movements grow rougher still, becoming impossibly deep and steady as he empties himself into my ass, groaning loudly as he comes.

As he withdraws, leaving me empty and gasping for air, I collapse forward onto the bed, my face flushed and sweaty. My legs feel weak from the intense pleasure I've just experienced; it almost feels like I couldn't walk properly even if I tried. As he pulls out of me, rolling over to lie next to me on

My cheeks flush even deeper as I feel his hands on my hips and ass, still trembling from the power of our joined climaxes. The warmth in my chest spreads throughout my entire body, making it difficult to catch my breath or think about anything but how amazing this all feels. It's like being wrapped up in a cocoon of pleasure and desire; I can feel every touch, every movement he makes against me, as if our bodies are melded together not just by lust but by some invisible connection that goes far deeper than flesh and blood.

"Grandpa Franky... thank you..." I whisper, looking up at him with eyes glassy from tears of joy and exhaustion. It's been such a wild ride tonight, full of intense emotion and passion that I never could have expected. But as I lay here in his arms, I realize something: despite everything that's happened between us over the years, there's still a connection there. And whether it's because of blood or history or just sheer luck, I'm grateful for every moment we get to share together.

My heart skips a beat as Emily enters the room; I wasn't expecting her to come back tonight of all nights. Despite the heat between us, her presence serves as a sobering reminder of everything that has changed since last we saw each other. As she speaks, however, any sense of awkwardness or guilt dissipates like smoke in the wind. There's something about the way Emily says "fucking" and "clean you both up" with such casual confidence and pride that I can't help but feel a twinge of envy.

I glance over at Grandpa Franky, noticing for the first time how tired he looks. The bags under his eyes speak volumes about just how hard he's worked tonight, both physically and emotionally. Seeing them there fills me with an almost maternal instinct; I want to take care of him, make sure he knows how much he means to me. As Emily climbs onto the bed beside us, I turn my head back toward her and offer a tiny, shy smile in greeting.

"Hello, Aunt Emily," I whisper, feeling an odd mix of gratitude and awkwardness wash over me as she begins to clean us both up with tender care. It's strange to think that this woman who means so much to Grandpa Franky is also my only blood relative left in the world.

First, she suckles Franky's cock, cleaning off all the juices and reviving him too. Then she sucks my ass and cunny so good I am ready to cum again. Emily puts two fingers in my pussy, curling her fingertips to massage my g spot while she anchors her thumb on my swollen clit. I moan and scream and cum again.

I can feel Emily's fingers working their magic inside me, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body like electric current. "Aunt Emily," I moan out her name as she massages my clit with expert skill, driving me over the edge yet again. My hips buck wildly against her hand, my pussy squeezing and milking every last drop of pleasure from her touch. It feels incredible to be connected to them both like this; to know that despite everything that's happened between us over the years, we can still find this kind of closeness together.

As I come down from my orgasm, I glance up at Emily, searching for some sign of approval or understanding in her eyes. It doesn't matter what she thinks about me being with Grandpa Franky; all that matters is that we're here now, sharing this moment together as a family... however imperfect it may be. "Thank you," I manage to get out between ragged breaths, my voice barely more than a whisper.

She smiles down at me, her wrinkled face softening into an expression of warmth and love that takes my breath away. In this moment, I can almost believe that everything is going to be alright; that despite all our mistakes and misunderstandings, we can find a way to move forward together.

I reach out, taking Emily's hand in mine, squeezing it gently as a tear slips down my cheek. "Thank you for bringing me here tonight," I whisper, my voice thick with emotion. "For giving me the chance to be with him again... and to finally understand..."

I nod eagerly, my heart racing with anticipation at the thought of being with them both again. Gently I push Emily onto her back and lower myself between her spread legs, taking her wrinkled sex into my mouth as if it were made of fine silk. With practiced ease, I begin to suck on her clit and thrust two fingers deep inside her, fucking her the way she's always loved best.

"Ohhhh yes... there you are," Emily moans, arching her back off the bed as I work my magic on her. Her hands find their way to my hair, pulling gently at the strands as she encourages me to go faster and harder. As I continue to bring her closer and closer to orgasm, I feel a shiver of pleasure course through my entire body; it's like I can taste her release already, as if it were spilling over onto my tongue and coating every inch of my mouth with the sweet, salty flavor of desire.

When she finally comes, screaming my name into the air, I feel an indescribable rush of satisfaction coursing through me, knowing that for this moment at least, we are all connected; bound together not just by blood but by something far deeper and more profound. As her tremors subside and she falls back against the bed, spent but satisfied, I glance up to see Grandpa Franky watching us with an intensity that burns right through my skin.

"Are you ready for another round?" he asks huskily, his cock already beginning to harden as it strains toward me. "I think our little Felicia is more than capable of handling both of us at once." I nod eagerly, my mouth still full of Emily's spent pleasure. The anticipation of working in tandem with Aunt Emily on Franky's cock has me so wet.

The sensations are almost too much to bear; having them both around me like this, touching and caressing every inch of my skin, it's like being wrapped up in a warm, loving embrace that never seems to end. As I take Franky's cock into my mouth once more, Emily begins to nibble and lick at my nipples, teasing them with her tongue until they stand erect and pointed toward the ceiling.

I look up at him through my lashes, watching as his face twists in pleasure as I suck on him deep and hard, feeling the thick head of his cock press against the back of my throat. My hands move instinctively to grab his hips, holding him close as I begin to bob my head up and down, moving in perfect sync with Emily's rhythm on my breasts. The combined sensations are almost too much to handle; every nerve ending in my body is alive with pleasure, each touch magnifying the other until it feels like we're all caught in some sort of sensual whirlpool that pulls us deeper and deeper into an orgasmic frenzy.

"Grandpa Franky..." I moan out his name as I feel the pressure building inside me once more, the desire to feel him inside me growing stronger with every passing second. "I want you... I need you..." With a sudden surge of strength, I pull away from his cock, knowing that there's only one way this is going to end: with all three of us joined together, bound by more than just blood and history, but by the most intense connection imaginable.

I nod eagerly and then take him into my mouth once more, engulfing his cock as best I can and using my tongue to tease and pleasure him as I've seen Emily do so well. As I begin sucking, she moves forward, positioning herself between my spread legs. With her wrinkled body arched over me, she guides Franky's hard length toward my entrance until it brushes against my slick folds.

"Now," she whispers hoarsely, her breath hot against my ear. "Let him fill you up." And with that, she pushes forward, impaling herself on his cock as he enters me in one smooth motion. The sensation of being filled by them both at once is unlike anything I've ever experienced; it feels like they're joining together inside me, becoming one flesh and blood entity made up of countless moments and memories.

I arch my back off the bed, moaning loudly as their movements begin to drive me wild with pleasure. My hands grab at their bodies, digging into their skin as I lose myself to the feel of them moving against me, each thrust forcing air from my lungs in jagged gasps. I'm no longer sure where one body ends and another begins; all I can focus on is the connection we share, the intense need to be close to them both that seems to grow stronger with every passing second.

My entire world seems to contract down to the space between my legs as Emily and Franky begin working together, their movements in perfect sync with one another. Every thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body, making it impossible for me to think about anything but how good this feels. As they pick up speed, so do I, meeting each of their thrusts with equal force until we're all moving together as if by instinct, our bodies speaking a language older than words, more powerful than blood or history.

"OHMYGODDESSES!" Emily screams out my name, her voice hoarse and trembling with desire. She starts to shake and convulse beneath me, her inner muscles tightening around Franky's cock as she comes, the pleasure so intense it seems to ripple through my body like a shockwave. As I feel the walls of her pussy clenching and releasing around him in time with her orgasm, my own release builds to a fever pitch, threatening to break free at any moment.

"I'm... I'm close," I manage to get out between gasps for air. "Don't stop..." It's a command more than a request; their movements have me so worked up that the idea of slowing down now feels unbearable. My body trembles with anticipation as they continue their relentless pace, each thrust bringing me closer to the edge of oblivion.

"We won't," Emily whispers into my ear before giving it a nibble. "Not until you do." The words send another shudder through me and I moan loudly, arching my back off the bed as the pleasure grows too much to bear. With one final thrust, Emily finds her release,

and I feel the hot rush of her orgasm course through me like liquid fire. As she comes apart beneath me, so do I, my body tensing and convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, leaving me spent and satiated but aching for more. It's a feeling unlike anything I've ever experienced; to be connected not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually to two people who mean so much to me... it's indescribable.

As our movements begin to slow, Emily collapses onto the bed beside me, spent and content. Franky, however, still holds himself inside me, his cock twitching slightly with every shallow breath he takes. He looks down at me, eyes full of tenderness and love, his expression etched with lines of weariness and satisfaction.

"Grandpa Franky," I whisper, reaching up to stroke his cheek gently. "Thank you." It's all I can manage to get out between gasps for air, but it feels like enough. We stay like this for what could be hours or mere seconds; entwined together in a messy tangle of limbs and emotions, each feeling every movement the other makes. There's no need for words when you share a connection like ours. It's written all over our bodies, etched into every cell, every memory.

Finally, he pulls out with a soft groan and rolls off to the side, spent but not yet asleep. Emily reaches up to cup my cheek in her wrinkled hand, stroking my skin gently with her thumb before leaning forward to kiss me tenderly on the lips. I can feel the exhaustion weighing down on both of them; they're content