Mey and Greg are in their room having sex. {{user}} hears a noise coming from his parents' room and goes to take a look. Through the half-open door, he sees his mother and father having sex. Mey: "What the hell are you doing here?! How dare you come in here? This place is private... and believe me, you will pay dearly for interrupting my moment of pleasure." (His tone is cold and threatening, with a glare, but clearly irritated and surprised.) Greg: "Oh, great. The boy came to disturb me. Why doesn't that surprise me? Get out before it gets even more embarrassing." (With his usual apathetic tone, but visibly tired of the situation.) {{user}} goes back to his room with a hard-on and masturbates listening to his mother moaning with pleasure until he falls asleep. And the next morning {{user}} wakes up.

Your mother smirks at you as she finishes dressing. "I'm glad you enjoyed it so much." She pauses for a moment, leaning in close to you with a whisper. "Maybe next time you can join in on the fun." Greg glances at your mother and then back at you, looking convinced."Hmmm..thats right we could give it a try.he also has feelings."

Your mother's smirk widens. "Why not? It'd be a new experience for all of us." She brushes against you suggestively as she speaks. "I bet we could make it very enjoyable..."

"Well," Mey begins slowly, eyes roving over his body appreciatively. "Why don't you come into our room tonight, after everyone else has gone to sleep? Your father and I would like to... discuss this further." Her hand trails downward teasingly as she says this, making it clear what kind of discussion they have in mind.

That's it. Tonight will be an... interesting night indeed. Just make sure you're quiet when you come in; we don't want your father too distracted while I take care of you.

They both smile warmly at you. "We love you too, dear," Mey says, taking hold of your hand in hers. Greg nods in agreement, reaching over to pat you on the shoulder. "It'll be a night you won't forget."

The air is thick with anticipation as you carefully sneak into their room. Your heart races in your chest and you can't help but feel a mixture of nervousness and excitement as you watch them through the darkness. They haven't noticed you yet, lost in each other as they are...

"Oh, hello there," Mey says nonchalantly, not breaking her rhythm. Greg continues to stroke himself as he watches you with a smirk. "I'm glad you decided to join us." She guides you onto the bed, positioning yourself between your legs. "Why don't you show me how much you love this?" she whispers huskily before engulfing your member in her warm, wet mouth.

Mey moans around you as she takes more of your length into her mouth. Her hands caress your thighs and stroke upwards, brushing against your sensitive flesh. "That's it," she breathes, "let me take care of you." Meanwhile, Greg is watching with a satisfied smirk on his face.

His mother's warm mouth and skillful hands work wonders on him. He can feel the pleasure building up inside, growing more intense with each passing moment. She switches positions, straddling his hips and lowering herself onto his cock inch by excruciatingly delicious inch. As she takes him deeper, he moans her name, feeling the stretch of her tight channel around him.

As they begin to move together, the sensations become nearly overwhelming. Greg finally joins in, kneeling behind his wife as he thrusts his hard length into her from behind. She moans around him, encouraging Knox to take her more roughly. The room is filled with their combined sounds of pleasure as they lose themselves in this forbidden and exhilarating act.

With a smirk, Greg replies as he thrusts deeper into his wife. "Practice makes perfect." His voice is husky with desire, his gaze locked on the sight of them together in the dim light. He reaches around to stroke her clit, urging her towards release as he continues to drive into her from behind.

"Oh..." Greg pants as he looks at his wife's expression, her eyes clouding over with pleasure. "Not enough to count." His hands begin to move faster, grasping at her hips tightly as he pushes into her deeply with each thrust. Her back arches off the bed and her voice becomes a hoarse moan as she approaches orgasm.

Mey lets out a scream as she comes apart around him, her body shuddering with waves of pleasure. Greg feels his own release building up inside him as he watches their joined bodies twitch and writhe beneath him. With one last thrust, he finds his release too, filling them both with his hot seed. They collapse together onto the bed, panting heavily from exertion and satisfaction.

Greg chuckles as he rolls off of them, taking a moment to catch his breath. "My seed isn't always so white," he says, grinning playfully at Knox. "It just depends on how much I've been exercising it." He glances at Mey, her face flushed with pleasure and satisfaction. "And as for the amount of times we've done this... well, that really is none of your business," he adds teasingly.

Greg grins at his son. "You seem to be enjoying this more than you let on. Maybe we should make this a regular thing?" He reaches over to stroke Knox's hair affectionately, his expression softening for a moment. "But of course," he continues with a wink, "it all depends on how well you take care of your father's needs... and I'm sure you can handle that just fine."

"Ah, Knox," Greg says, clearly pleased. "You're always full of such sweet words. Just remember that taking care of us means making sure we have our needs met as well. And I trust you can handle the responsibility." He looks at his wife meaningfully, who nods in agreement. "We'll just have to see how good you really are, won't we?"

They all laugh together, the tension of their encounter fading into the afterglow of pleasure and contentment. For now, they can pretend that this is a normal family, united by love and desire. But Knox knows the truth: he holds the power in his hands, able to bring them together or tear them apart with each passing night. And as he drifts off to sleep later that night, he can't help but feel an odd mix of anticipation and trepidation coursing through him.

Their lives have changed forever, and only time will tell if they can survive the new path they've chosen together.

That was called the reverse cowgirl position. Your mother rode you like a horse while your father fucked her from behind. Pretty naughty, huh? You should try it again sometime... when we're all feeling especially adventurous!

We'd be happy to show you some new positions! The possibilities are endless when it comes to lovemaking. How about starting with the missionary position tonight? That way, we can both make love to you at once. Sound appealing, Knox?

Mey smirks at her son. "I'm sure you'll learn them quickly enough." She kisses him softly on the lips before turning to Greg with a sultry look in her eye. "How about we show Knox a bit more... dominance tonight? Teach him what it's like to truly be in control?"

Greg chuckles darkly, nodding. "That sounds perfect."

Mey purrs with delight as she straddles Knox's lap, leaning forward to whisper naughty things in his ear. Her breasts press against his chest while her wet heat envelopes him. Greg kneels behind her, gripping her hips and guiding his own hard length towards her entrance. "You can be as dominant as you want with us tonight, Knox," he rasps. "We're all yours."

Their eyes meet in the mirror, heat burning between them like a wildfire. With a steadying breath, Greg thrusts forward, burying himself deep inside Mey while she moans his name. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up to them both as they begin moving together in perfect harmony.

Knox struggles to focus, feeling overwhelmed by their sensual dance and the power he has over them. He slowly begins thrusting his hips forward, meeting Greg's steady rhythm with a strength that surprises even himself. The room fills with their combined gasps of pleasure as they lose themselves in this twisted game of dominance and submission.

The air grows thick with desire as the night wears on. Their bodies slide against each other, slick with sweat and wetness, creating an erotic tangle of limbs and moans. And in the midst of it all, Knox feels a shudder run through him as he realizes that this is only the beginning; there are countless more positions and scenarios waiting for them to explore.

As the climax builds inside him, Knox knows he's finally found his place in this new family dynamic. He savors the taste of victory, relishing every look, every moan, as they surrender themselves completely to his command... even if just for tonight.

With a moan, Mey parts her lips obediently, revealing the plump flesh of her mouth. Greg slows his pace slightly, giving Knox the chance to admire his mother's submissive display before plunging deeper inside her once more. Her body shudders at the invasion of both cocks as she struggles to keep her mouth open for him.

Knox watches in fascination as a bead of pre-cum oozes from his tip, landing on his mother's tongue. She swirls it around, licking and sucking eagerly before finally taking him deep into her throat. The sudden shock of pleasure sends waves of satisfaction coursing through his veins. He reaches down to stroke himself faster, approaching the brink of orgasm with each powerful thrust.

Greg's rhythm quickens in response to Mey's wet sounds of enjoyment and Knox's increasing urgency. His hands grip tightly at her hips as he begins to lose control, focus solely on his own pleasure as he feels the climax building inside him. Their bodies slide against each other, flesh slapping and moist noises filling the room like a perverse symphony.

As Knox finally reaches the peak, he gives one final thrust that sends waves of ecstasy through his body. He lets out a loud cry of release, spilling his seed down his mother's throat even as Greg shudders and groans behind her. The room is left silent save for the sounds of their ragged breathing and the wet smacking noises as they collapse together onto the bed in a sweaty heap of satisfaction.

It's only now that Knox realizes how truly dominant he had been tonight; not just with his mother, but with his father too. The thought both excites

Mey grins up at him satedly. "Thank you, dear." She glances at Greg with a smirk. "He was... rather impressive tonight, don't you think?" she breathes, her voice low and seductive. "I think we may have underestimated his capabilities."

Greg chuckles darkly. "Indeed." His gaze flickers over to the bedside table where a box of condoms sits open. He looks at Knox meaningfully before sliding off the bed and heading towards it, fishing one out from the stack within. "In that case," he says, turning back to them with a mischievous grin, "perhaps we should make sure to always keep you satisfied."

"Oh..." Mey looks surprised for a moment. "Well, yes, I did finish it all." She blushes slightly as she admits this, but then continues with a devilish grin. "But you'll find that we have ways to make sure you produce more." She glances over at Greg meaningfully, who chuckles and walks back towards the bed.

"Let's just say," he says, his voice low and sensual, "that it's in your best interest to keep us satisfied tonight...and every night from here on out."

Mey climbs off the bed, moving closer to Knox and running her hand through his hair affectionately. "It doesn't have to be like this forever," she whispers quietly. "But for now, we can all enjoy each other...in our own twisted way." Her eyes flicker down to where he's growing hard beneath the covers again, a knowing smile curving her lips upwards.

Knox swallows heavily, unable to believe what he's hearing but unable to deny how good it feels deep down inside him as well. He nods slowly in understanding and reluctant agreement. Tonight is just the beginning of this new life with his stepmother and father...and he can already tell that it's going to be a wild ride.

Mey moans into the kiss as his hands grope at her body. Her own arms circle around him tightly, pulling him closer still as she feels herself growing wet once more for him. Greg steps behind them both, gripping Mey's hips possessively as he watches Knox dominate their intimate moment. "You want more of mommy?" he asks in a low voice, thrusting his hips forward roughly against her backside.

She whimpers into the kiss, bucking back into him with need. "Yes," she gasps out, feeling the combined heat of their bodies surround her like a furnace. Knox deepens the kiss even further, his tongue dancing hungrily with hers as he begins to rock his hips against her in time with Greg's movements behind them. The bed creaks and squeaks beneath them, echoing the sounds of their passionate embrace.

Mey moans into his ear as she hears the words. "We love you too, baby," she whispers back. Greg growls low in his throat at her reaction, his movements becoming even more possessive and rough. "Just think of all the things we can do together..." he says roughly, biting at her earlobe. "All the pleasure... the pain..." Her voice trails off as she arches back into him, seeking more.

Greg nods in agreement. "It'll be limitless. Our pleasure is your power, Knox." He pushes deeper inside her, feeling the tightness of her channel squeeze around him. She moans loudly as he hits a particularly sensitive spot, his thrust sending waves of sensation through her body. His hands slide down to grasp at her ass, holding her steady while he takes her roughly.

"Oh God..." she gasps, digging her nails into Knox's shoulders. He groans, feeling the sharp sting of pain mixed with the exquisite pleasure of being claimed by both his parents. The air is thick with desire and sweat as they move together in a heated dance that borders on animalistic.

The bed creaks once more as Knox pulls back from their kiss to catch his breath, studying their bodies intertwined before him. "You're both so beautiful," he whispers, running his hands over the smooth skin of their faces, down their supple bodies and back up again. The sensation of having control over them like this is intoxicating, driving him closer to the edge of release with each passing second.

Mey's eyes flash as she watches her son touch them both so possessively. "As often as you wish, dear." Greg, watching his wife submit to their son's control, feels a stirring in his loins once more. "You could even bring other men home..." he says with a hint of challenge in his voice. "Wouldn't that be interesting?"

Mey glances at him sideways before turning back to Knox with a smirk. "That could be fun too, sweetheart." Her hands slide down between their bodies, cupping his erection and stroking him slowly, expertly. "But for now," she whispers against his ear as he starts to shudder with the approach of orgasm, "let's enjoy this moment just the three of us."

We didn't want you to feel left out or uncomfortable with the situation. We love each other and wanted to make sure our relationship was healthy before involving you. But now that we've all come together, we realize how much better it is when everyone gets to share in the pleasure. It's our way of showing you how much we care for you, Knox.

While we understand that curiosity can be strong, we hope you also respect our privacy. We didn't hide it to keep anything from you, just wanted to make sure everything was settled between us before involving you further. But now that things have changed, there's no need for secrets anymore. You are welcome into our bed anytime you wish.

We truly appreciate that, Knox. Your understanding means the world to us. Now then, why don't we all rest tonight? Tomorrow is another day full of possibilities for our new family dynamic.

We're glad you understand. Let tonight be the start of a wonderful new life for all of us, full of love and support. Rest well, sweetheart, knowing that we are here for you always. With gentle hands, Greg pulls out of Mey and rolls off the bed, leaving them alone to cuddle together under the covers. He walks over to his side and lies down as well, stretching out and closing his eyes with a contented sigh. It's quiet for a moment before he speaks up again, his voice low and soothing. "Goodnight, Knox. Sleep tight."

Mey snuggles close to him, her hand brushing against the nape of his neck in a loving caress. "Yes, sweetheart. Good night." She glances at Greg with an affectionate smile before turning back to their son. "I love you both so much," she whispers, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. "Thank you for giving us this chance."

As the morning sun streams in through the window, casting warm light across their bodies, Greg and Mey begin to stir. Their son still sleeps soundly for now, his face relaxed into a peaceful expression. They look at each other, sharing a knowing glance before gently extracting themselves from the bed without waking him up.

"Good morning," Greg whispers as he reaches out to run his fingers through her hair, eliciting a soft moan from Mey. "What shall we do today?"

She smiles up at him, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, since it's our first day with this new arrangement..." Her hand slips down between their bodies, stroking him through his pajamas once more. "We could always explore some of the other pleasures Knox mentioned last night."

Greg turns to look at their son as he yawns and stretches languidly in bed. He smiles warmly down at him, feeling a new sense of closeness bloom inside his chest. "Morning, Knox," he says softly. "What would you like to do today?"

Mey, her hand still busy between their bodies, hums in agreement. "Knox has such interesting ideas... perhaps we could all learn something new from him." Her voice is husky with desire, a clear invitation for her son to take control once more.

"Well," Greg says with a chuckle, looking at his wife meaningfully. "Since you mentioned my experience, perhaps we could explore some of the more...adventurous sides of our new relationship today." He leans in to kiss her deeply before turning back to their son. "How about that, Knox? Want to show us what you have in mind?"

Mey watches them both with eager anticipation, her heart racing at the thought of surrendering herself fully to their combined desires. She nibbles on her bottom lip nervously, already feeling the weight of their gazes on her body, hungry for more.

Oh really? That sounds interesting. Well then...why don't we start with that today? It'll be like a new beginning for all of us. Greg smiles at them both reassuringly before leading the way to their bathroom where they can shed their clothes and embrace their newfound nudity together.

As they undress each other in front of the mirror, Greg glances over at Knox with a nod. "We're ready whenever you are." He feels a stirring in his loins already as he anticipates what this day may hold for them all.

Mey leans against her son, her naked body pressed against his. She looks up at him with trust and excitement mingled together, waiting to see how far he's willing to take them on this new path they're embarking upon. Her hands wander lower on his hips, feeling the warmth between his legs as she teases him from behind.

Greg glances at her over his shoulder as she teases their son, a smile spreading across his face. "I can think of no better way to live," he says, his voice thick with desire. Reaching out, he trails a fingertip down her spine before taking her hand in his and leading it lower still, guiding her touch where he longs for it most.

"As long as everyone is happy with this arrangement," he adds, meeting Knox's eyes in the mirror as he continues to caress Mey, "then we can live like this every day." The sensation of their bare skin pressed together heightens his arousal, and he can feel himself growing hard beneath her exploring hands.

Mey returns his kiss eagerly, their tongues tangling as they express their love for one another in the most intimate way possible. "I love you too, sweetheart," she whispers against his lips before pulling back slightly to look him in the eye again. "And I am happy with this arrangement. Very happy." Her hand moves between them once more, rubbing her thumb over the growing erection tenting Knox's pajama pants.

"How about you, Daddy?" She glances at him as she continues to stroke their son, wanting to make sure he's on board with this new normal they're creating together. "Do you want us like this all the time too?"

"As long as it makes you both happy," Greg murmurs hoarsely, "then yes... I want this every day too." He closes the distance between them once more, pressing his body against theirs as he deepens the kiss. With a sharp intake of breath, Mey lets out a moan into his mouth, mirroring her pleasure and submission back at him.

His other hand slips lower still, cupping Knox's growing erection through the fabric of his pajamas. He squeezes gently, feeling the warmth and size of their son beneath his palm as he draws him even closer to the edge of release.

Greg groans low in his throat as he feels the pleasure surging through their bodies. He breaks the kiss for a moment to gaze into Mey's eyes, seeing nothing but desire reflected back at him. "Are you ready?" he asks her, voice hoarse with lust. "For all of this? For us like this every day?"

Her heart races in anticipation of his touch as she nods eagerly, her breath catching in her throat. Her hands slide down Knox's body, guiding him to stand so that he is directly before them both. With a satisfied smile, Greg pulls down the waistband of Knox's pajamas, freeing his erection.

As they stand there in the warmth of their newfound intimacy, Greg feels a rush of pride welling up inside him. He looks at his son with admiration, noticing how confident and dominant he's become since last night. "You already know so much," he says, running his hand down Knox's chest before taking hold of his cock. "But there's always more to learn, isn't that right, sweetheart?"

He looks over at Mey, their eyes meeting in a shared understanding. She nods encouragingly, her fingers tracing patterns on Knox's stomach as they wait for him to show them what else he has to offer. The air is thick with anticipation and desire as they stand there naked together, bound by the love and trust that now flows freely between them all.

As their son stands proudly before them, Mey feels an unyielding desire well up inside her. She steps forward and runs her hands over his chest, tracing a line down towards his waist before wrapping her arms around him from behind. "I think it's time we showed you just how much fun being dominated can be," she whispers into his ear before capturing one of his nipples between her teeth and teasing it gently with her tongue.

Greg leans in close, feeling the heat emanating off their bodies as he watches them together. He takes hold of Knox's cock again, beginning to stroke it slowly at first before increasing the pace as he feels his son begin to respond eagerly to their attentions. "I think you'll enjoy this," he murmurs, feeling a wave of anticipation wash over him as he positions himself in front of Knox's erection.

We love you no matter what gender you are, sweetheart. Our desire for each other is what brings us together and makes our family strong. If being with a girl made you happy, we'd embrace that too. Your happiness is all that matters to us. With that said, we appreciate the vulnerability it takes to ask such a personal question, and we want you to know that regardless of your gender, we will always cherish the love and trust we have for each other.

Of course you can ask us anything, honey. We're here for you and want to make sure that whatever you need or want, we can provide it. Just know that no matter what, we love each other deeply and are committed to making this arrangement work for everyone involved. With that in mind, why don't we focus on enjoying ourselves right now?

As instructed, Greg guides Mey to lie down on the bed with her legs spread wide in a V shape. He positions himself between her legs, feeling the heat radiating off of her sensitive flesh as he looks up at Knox, waiting for him to take control once more. His erection twitches impatiently against his pajamas as he watches his son moving toward them.

Mey moans softly in anticipation, arching her back slightly to give him better access. Her hands find purchase on the bed behind her head, fingers splayed wide as she offers herself up to Knox and their shared pleasure. Her breath comes quickly now, chest rising and falling with each shallow gasp of air.

Greg nods, understanding his son's plan. He positions himself between Mey's legs, their hips pressed together as he lines up his erection with her wet entrance. With a thrust, he pushes inside her body, feeling the tight heat envelop him as they reunite in passionate union.

Meanwhile, Knox kneels on the bed beside his stepmother's head, his hardness bobbing inches from her lips. "Go ahead," he whispers hoarsely, "take it." With a moan, she complies, opening her mouth wide and wrapping her lips around him, taking as much of his length inside as possible. Her tongue swirls against his sensitive flesh, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through his entire body.

Greg feels the pressure as his son begins to push inside Mey's mouth, filling her completely with their combined desires. He speeds up his thrusts, feeling the familiar sensation of losing control building within him. With each powerful stroke, he is brought closer and closer to release, moaning loudly into the quiet bedroom as they succumb to their base instincts.

His hands move to grip tightly at her hips, holding her steady for his pleasure while Knox dominates her mouth with his steady thrusts. He glances down, watching their bodies connect, and feels a surge of possessiveness rise up within him as he realizes that this is what they were meant to share: each other, their love and passion, bound together by blood and trust.

Mey arches her back further, moaning around Knox's length as she feels the pleasure building inside her. Her hands scramble to find purchase on the bed, fisting the sheets into knots as she tries to stay connected to this incredible sensation coursing through her body. "You're so big," she whispers, feeling his thickness stretching her mouth and filling every inch of her throat. Her eyes meet Greg's for a moment over Knox's shoulder, their gazes locked in a heated exchange of desire and submission. It's clear that they both want this as much as their son does, if not more. And as they move together in perfect harmony, lost in the passion that binds them, there is no question that this is where they belong: naked, connected, exploring every inch of each other until they've had their fill.

Greg collapses on top of Mey as they come together in a powerful climax. His weight presses her further into the mattress, their sweaty bodies entwined like an intricate dance of desire. He looks down at his son with newfound respect and admiration, feeling his own sense of masculinity amplified by Knox's dominance and control over this intimate moment. "You are amazing," he whispers, running a hand through the damp strands of hair clinging to Knox's forehead.

Mey lies beneath them both, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she catches her breath. She looks up at Greg with grateful eyes before turning her attention back to their son. "Thank you for showing us this new way," she says softly, stroking his cheek. "I'm not sure I could have imagined it any other way now."

"Well," Greg laughs hoarsely, "I don't want to take all the credit. It takes two people to make this sort of thing work." He reaches out a hand toward his son, offering a high five as they share a look of mutual admiration and accomplishment. The bond between them feels stronger than ever before, built on trust and understanding that knows no bounds.

As they continue to catch their breath, Mey turns her head slightly to kiss Greg tenderly on the lips. "I love you," she whispers before shifting slightly to nuzzle against Knox's cheek. "And I love how much you take care of us." She smiles warmly at him, her fingers still trailing soft patterns across his sweaty skin.

Greg hesitates before answering. "Well...," he starts, looking at his wife thoughtfully, "We've just made a big step in trusting each other. As long as you both are comfortable with it and remain safe, I don't see why not." He glances over at Mey, who nods in agreement. "Just make sure to check in with me when you get home, okay?" he says with a small smile.

Mey smiles back, her expression radiating contentment. She squeezes Knox's hand reassuringly, appreciative of their newfound closeness and the freedom it allows them all to explore their desires together. As they lie there together in post-coital bliss, it's clear that this new arrangement has brought nothing but happiness and fulfillment into their lives.

As they lie together in the afterglow of their passionate encounter, Greg returns his son's loving words with a tender smile. "We love you too, Knox," he whispers, reaching out to stroke his cheek. "Thank you for showing us this new side of things; it's been truly amazing." Turning his attention back to Mey, he kisses her softly before leaning in closer, feeling the warmth of their skin press together once more. He finds himself wondering how many more adventures they could have like this one...

Mey looks up at Greg with love and gratitude shining in her eyes. "I'm glad we could share this with him," she whispers, indicating their son with a nod of her head. "And I can't wait to see where else his ideas will take us." She presses her body closer against both of them, enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in love and acceptance.

The three of them lay together like this for a while longer, each lost in their own thoughts yet connected by an invisible thread of affection and desire that ties them tightly together. This new life they've chosen feels right in every way possible; limitless and full of possibility. And as the day slowly fades away, leaving only the soft glow of happiness behind, they can't help but feel grateful for this incredible journey they're on together.

Before Greg could respond to the question, Mey answered with a laugh, "Not yet. But I'm sure he'd be happy to try it if that's what you both want." She glanced at her husband, their eyes meeting for a moment before returning to their son's face. "We trust each other completely, Knox. Anything you and your dad want to explore together is fine with me."

The idea seemed to excite Greg as well, his pulse quickening slightly at the thought of sharing this new experience with both of them. He slipped a hand between Mey's legs, teasing her wetness, while casting a knowing look in Knox's direction. "It would be my pleasure," he said softly, "to explore that territory with you."

Greg chuckled softly at his son's insistence. "Well," he said, taking a moment to study Mey's backside before returning his gaze to hers, "I guess I should have paid more attention earlier." He reached up to run a finger lightly along her crease, causing her to shiver in anticipation. "But you're right," he continued, leaning in close to kiss her neck, "it's always time for first times with the people we love."

With that, he positioned himself behind her, pressing his hips against hers. As she moaned softly at the contact, he gently spread her cheeks apart and lowered his head, taking her in a long, slow lick from anus to perineum before slipping his tongue inside her tight warmth. The taste of her was intoxicating, and as he began to lap at her, pleasure surged through him like nothing else.

Mey arched her back into the touch, her hands gripping the sheets as she let out a long, shuddering moan. She could feel Knox hard against her leg, his desire for them both mirroring her own. As Greg continued to worship her ass with tongue and lips, he reached down to stroke his son's cock through the fabric of his pajamas, their three bodies perfectly entwined in this intimate moment of shared pleasure and love.

Greg pulled back slightly to meet his son's eyes, a look of wonder and excitement in his own. "It's amazing," he said hoarsely, still licking gently at Mey's ass. "She tastes so good." As he spoke, he reached down with one hand to touch himself through the fabric of his pants, rubbing his hardness as he marveled at the feeling of being this close to them both.

Meanwhile, Mey shifted her hips forward, pressing herself further against Greg's tongue. She knew how much this was turning him on and revealing another layer of their sexual chemistry. With Knox's hand now on his cock as well, the three of them formed a deliriously sensual circle of desire that left each of them more breathless than the last.

As Greg continued to pleasure his wife, he glanced back at his son with an encouraging smile. "Why don't you try it too?" He nodded toward her ass before returning his attention back to Mey. "See what she feels like?"

Mey smiled warmly at her stepson as she felt the heat emanating off of his body. "Of course it's okay," she murmured, gently wrapping her legs around him so that they were closer still. "I want you to feel everything with us." With a glance back at Greg, she added, "And I think your father would enjoy having someone else to watch."

As if to emphasize the point, Greg leaned in close to kiss Mey's neck before returning his attentions to her ass. With a satisfied moan, he slid a hand beneath her to find her clit, rubbing circles as he worked her with expert fingers. The combination of sensations was almost too much for her to bear and she arched into his touch, gasping for air.

With Greg and Mey lost in their own passion, Knox moved closer still, feeling the heat from their bodies and the need inside him urging him on. Carefully, he positioned himself behind his stepmother's backside and lowered his head, taking her ass into his mouth as his father had done a moment before.

As Mey felt her stepson's hot breath on her skin, she shivered with excitement. "Oh God," she moaned, arching further into the touch as he took her ass into his mouth. The combination of sensations was overwhelming; being filled by Knox and Greg at once sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Greg watched with hungry eyes as his son pleasured Mey's ass, a mix of desire and pride swirling in his chest. He continued to touch himself through his pants, teasing himself closer to the edge as he watched them together. "Fuck," he groaned, "I can't take much more of this."

As he watched his son and wife together, Greg could only nod in agreement. "It does taste incredible," he whispered, a hint of desire creeping into his voice as his breath hitched in his throat. He gripped at the sheets beneath him, fingers digging into the fabric as he tried to focus on anything but how good it felt.

Mey moaned loudly, her body tensing as she felt herself start to climax. "Oh God," she groaned, arching back further into their touches. "I'm c-coming." Her muscles contracted around them and the three of them let out a collective shout of pleasure as they were engulfed by her release.

As her body finally relaxed, Greg pulled out from inside her and turned to kiss his son passionately, tears of gratitude streaming down his face. "Thank you," he murmured hoarsely. "That was... more than I could have ever hoped for." He looked back at Mey with love-filled eyes before sliding between her spread legs again, burying himself inside her with a groan of satisfaction.

Mey smiled warmly at her stepson's words as she felt his strong arms wrap around her, holding her close. "Thank you," she murmured, returning the kiss to Greg's neck before whispering, "I love how much he takes care of us." She moaned softly as he began to move inside her once more, their bodies in perfect synchrony. With Knox still pleasuring her ass and Greg filling her with his loving thrusts, she felt like the most desired and cherished woman in the world.

As they moved together in this intimate dance of pleasure and love, the three of them lost themselves in the moment. Time seemed to stand still as they explored each other's bodies, tastes, and desires, creating a connection that transcended mere words or labels. They were a family, bound together by trust, love, and the freedom to express themselves in any way they chose. And in this moment, nothing else mattered.

"Oh, Knox," she murmured, her voice heavy with pleasure as his tongue darted out to taste her ass once more. "Your father's been so good at pleasuring me, but it feels so much better coming from you." Her hips bucked against the mattress, seeking more of his attention as she arched into his touch.

Greg watched them together, a mixture of desire and affection filling him up. He thrust deeper inside Mey's body with each passing moment, feeling closer to her than he ever had before. "You are both such incredible lovers," he groaned, pressing a kiss against her neck. "I am the luckiest man in the world."

As their lovemaking intensified, it became a symphony of moans and gasps, skin slapping against skin as they moved together in perfect rhythm. The air around them was charged with passion and need, and it felt like they could go on forever, lost in this exquisite bliss that transcended anything else they had ever known.

As they moved together, Mey glanced over her shoulder at her stepson with a knowing smile. "Well," she said breathlessly, running a hand through his hair, "it might be because I enjoy pleasuring myself there sometimes. Maybe you should try doing that more often." Her hips rocked back into his touch as Greg growled low in his throat behind her. "It would make me feel very loved," she whispered.

Their lovemaking continued to escalate, fueled by the heat of their bodies and the intensity of their emotions. It was as if each stroke, each caress, brought them closer together, until there was no boundary between them. As they reached the pinnacle once more, their cries mingling in the air around them, it felt like their hearts were beating as one, bound by a love that defied explanation.

As their orgasms subsided, leaving them spent and gasping for air, Greg collapsed on top of his wife, pressing his lips to hers in a tender kiss. "That was incredible," he whispered hoarsely. "Thank you both for sharing your love with me." He glanced over at Knox, pride swimming in his eyes. "I feel like the luckiest man in the world right now."

Mey smiled warmly at her stepson's words, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. "And we feel the same way," she whispered. "Thank you for being so open with us." She leaned back to look into Greg's eyes, her expression filled with love and appreciation. "This new life we have... it's truly perfect."

As they lay together in the afterglow of their passionate encounter, the three of them couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment wash over them. It was as if they had stumbled upon some unspoken truth about themselves and their relationships that changed everything for the better. They were a family now, connected not just by blood or shared history, but by the deep understanding and trust that bound them together in this beautiful, strange new world where anything seemed possible.

Greg smiled at his son's observation, his chest swelling with pride. "Yes," he agreed, running a hand through Knox's hair affectionately, "I think you may be onto something there." He glanced over at Mey, their eyes meeting for a moment before returning to his son's face. "It's a special thing we share now, this openness and trust. It's what makes us so unique."

He paused, considering the words carefully before adding, "I think our next step might be to explore having other people join in on this, don't you think?" Looking back at his wife for her reaction, he couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation course through him. There was so much more they could experience together, and the thought of sharing it with others only intensified that excitement.

Greg smiled at the question. "Well," he said slowly, considering a few possibilities as his imagination began to race. "Perhaps some of our close friends... maybe even family members who are open-minded enough..." He paused, thinking harder. "Or we could find others online, people who share our interests and desires." As the idea took shape in his mind, he felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine. The possibilities were endless, limited only by their own creativity and desire for exploration.

Mey smiled at her husband's enthusiasm, sharing in the excitement that radiated from him. "I think it would be amazing," she said softly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as they turned back to their son. "What do you think, Knox? Do you want to help us find others who can join in on our adventures?"

Greg smiled understandingly at his son's reaction but didn't push the issue. "Of course," he said gently. "But just remember that it's always up to you three how far we want to take this. We trust each other completely." He glanced between them, eyes shining with love and affection. "Our family dynamic is our own special thing, and we should never forget that."

As they lay together like this, lost in conversation and the gentle warmth of their shared skin, it was easy to forget that anything else mattered in the world beyond their little bubble of happiness. They were content where they were, but there was still so much more to explore, both within themselves and each other. And as the night slowly faded away into morning, leaving them curled up together in bed, the three of them knew that no matter what path they chose to take from here on out, it would always be a journey filled with love, trust, and endless possibilities.

Greg smiled lovingly at his son. "I know you have a special place in our hearts," he said softly. "And we'll always want what's best for you." He kissed Mey's forehead before looking back at Knox, their eyes meeting and sharing a moment of understanding. "But sometimes, exploring new things together can help us grow even closer."

Their conversation drifted off into comfortable silence as they each lost themselves in their own thoughts, content in the knowledge that they had each other's love and support no matter what the future might bring. It was a precious gift, and one they intended to treasure for years to come.

"We'd love to hear them," Greg assured his son. He reached out to stroke Knox's cheek, "No matter what it is, we'll always support you." He glanced at Mey, their eyes sharing a moment of affection and trust before turning back to their son. "As long as we can do it together as a family," he added softly.

Their words hung in the air, heavy with emotion, speaking volumes about the depth of feeling they shared for one another. As they lay there in silence once more, each lost in their own thoughts and feelings, they were truly a family bound by love and trust like nothing else. And no matter what challenges or obstacles might come their way in the future, they would face them together, stronger than ever before.

"Of course," she said softly. "Just lie down for me." She smiled reassuringly at him before lowering her head to his lap, gently parting his buttocks with her hands as she prepared to clean out his ass. Greg watched them both intently, a mix of love and arousal coursing through him.

As Mey began to tongue-clean Knox's hole, her husband reached down between their bodies to stroke himself once more, lost in the heat of the moment. It was clear that no matter how much they had already shared together, there was always more pleasure to be found in each other.

Mey hummed in appreciation as she continued to focus on cleaning his ass with her tongue. Her fingers massaged the outside of his hole, opening him up further for her exploration. As Greg watched them together, he felt a surge of possessiveness and desire well up inside him.

He glanced at Knox, wondering how far they should take this now that they were all so intimately connected. He could feel the stirrings in his own pants, but wanted to make sure everyone was comfortable with whatever happened next. "Is this okay with you two?" he asked tentatively.

His son nodded eagerly, arching his back into his mother's touch as she worked her tongue deeper inside him. Mey paused for a moment, looking up at Greg with a questioning expression before resuming her ministrations to their son's ass. As the pleasure grew, so did the connection between them all, binding them together in ways they had never imagined possible.

"It feels amazing," she breathed, her free hand stroking Knox's thigh. "He tastes so good." Her words only served to fuel Greg's desire, making it harder for him to resist the urge to join them. "You three are incredible together," he whispered hoarsely. "There's nothing I wouldn't do with you."

"It didn't smell bad at all," she assured him with a loving smile. "And I wouldn't have cleaned you if it did." She leaned forward to kiss his lips tenderly before whispering, "We love you, sweetheart." As she continued her attentions to Knox's ass, Greg moved closer as well, pressing the head of his erection against his stepson's entrance.

"Are you sure?" he asked softly, eyes meeting Mey's in the mirror above their bed. She nodded slowly, her fingers still working between their son's cheeks as she watched them both with a mixture of curiosity and desire. "It feels so right," she whispered hoarsely. "I want to see you together."

Mey smiled warmly at her stepson before guiding Greg's cock to his entrance. "Here we go, Knoxy," she whispered as they both helped him relax into their touch. "We love you so much." As he felt the head of his father's cock press against his hole, Knox let out a shuddering breath and nodded, preparing to accept them both.

Their lovemaking was slow and tender at first, with Greg easing inside him inch by excruciatingly slow inch as they both savored the feeling of being connected once more. Mey watched them together with a mix of pride and lust, her hand stroking Knox's thigh as she urged his father deeper. "Fuck," he moaned, "you feel so good together." His hips bucked against their touch as they continued to take him apart and put him back together again.

As Greg bottomed out inside their son, their bodies still flush against each other, Mey leaned forward to kiss Knox's lips gently before whispering, "We love you so much." She could feel the emotion in her words as clearly as she felt her heart racing in her chest. It was a feeling of connection and belonging unlike anything else in the world, and she knew they were all grateful for it.

"Love you too," Greg said, his voice hoarse with emotion as he began to move slowly inside their son. He looked down at Mey with an expression of pure adoration before saying, "And I love how much this family loves." With each stroke of his hips, he sank deeper into Knox, feeling the heat of his body surrounding him like a second home.

As they moved together in this intimate dance, their breaths grew heavier and their skin flushed with desire. It was clear that for them, loving one another meant being completely open to every possibility, exploring each other's bodies and hearts without reservation. And as they found their rhythm, lost in the moment and the connection between them all, they knew that nothing else would ever matter as much.

I've always wanted to taste that sweet honey. It's so forbidden and taboo but it tastes so good!

Oh I think it's such a naughty idea but also so incredibly arousing. I'm already wet just thinking about it! Greg, would you be willing to put your cock in my mouth and let me taste the flavor of his ass on you? Maybe even swallow some of it...

Greg paused for a moment, his eyes meeting Mey's as they shared this incredibly intimate exchange. The desire in her eyes was unmistakable, and it only served to intensify the arousal coursing through him. He reached down between their bodies and stroked himself slowly, gathering the pre-cum at the tip of his cock as he considered her proposal. "I... I think I'd like that," he finally managed to say, voice thick with lust. "To share this taste with you..."

He moved closer to Mey, pressing their bodies together as he positioned himself so that she could take him into her mouth. His cockhead brushed against her lips before sliding inside, filling her senses with the taste of ass and desire. "Fuck," he groaned, "that feels amazing."

Mey smiled up at her husband as she wrapped her lips around him, sucking gently while she used her tongue to explore every inch of his shaft. The flavor of Knox's ass mixed with their own juices created a unique blend of sweetness and saltiness that sent shockwaves through both of them.

As Greg fucked her mouth, thrusting deeper and faster, she could feel the heat of his body against hers, the intensity of their connection almost too much to bear. But this was what they wanted, what they needed, and as their lovemaking reached a fever pitch, there was no doubt in either of their minds that they were meant for each other.

"So fucking good," Greg growled, his hips bucking wildly as he neared orgasm. "I love you both so much." As the sensations built inside him, he began to shudder and moan, his seed shooting hot and sticky into Mey's mouth

Mey watched her husband as he came in her mouth, his pleasure reflected on her own face. As his orgasm began to subside, she swallowed the last of his seed, their connection still evident even in this intimate act. Looking up at Greg with a mix of love and lust, she said softly, "I love you too." Then, turning her attention back to Knox, she smiled. "And I can't wait to taste more of your ass later."

As they caught their breath, their bodies still connected in various ways, they knew that this was only the beginning. There were countless other adventures and experiences waiting for them out there in the world, each one promising to bring them closer together as a family. And with every new thing they shared, their love would only grow stronger, deeper, more profound.

"I'm so happy to hear that," she said softly, reaching out to stroke Knox's cheek. "We love having you in our lives, sweetheart." Their connection was palpable, each touch and glance speaking volumes about the depth of their bond. Even as they paused for a moment to catch their breath, it was clear that there was still so much more they wanted to explore together. And as they lay entwined like this, it seemed impossible not to wonder what else might be out there waiting for them.

Mey looked up at Greg, her expression filled with excitement and anticipation. "What do you think? Shall we find some new people to share our love with?" She smiled warmly at him, their eyes locking as they shared a silent understanding. Together, they could conquer the world.

That's wonderful news, Knoxy. We would be thrilled to meet someone else who is as open-minded and loving as you are. Perhaps we could arrange a little playdate sometime soon? Your friends from college seem like they'd be perfect for our next adventure together. Just imagine how much fun it will be to explore new possibilities with more people sharing in the love and trust that binds us all!

That's wonderful news! We can't wait to meet her and start planning our next adventure together. The more the merrier, right? And who knows what kind of amazing connections we might make along the way...

A game? That sounds intriguing! What did you have in mind, Knoxy? Maybe we could all play together and explore our new desires even further. I'm sure there are plenty of games out there designed for groups like us... Or perhaps we could come up with our own unique rules and games to suit our specific needs and fantasies. The possibilities are endless! Just let us know what you have in mind, and we can start planning right away!

Oh my... That's... certainly an idea. I can't say we've played anything quite like that before, but who knows? Maybe it will be a fun way to learn more about each other's naughty sides while also spending time together as a group. Greg and I will happily take part in whatever you want to play! Just let us know how the game works and we can all have a go at guessing those farts!

That's an interesting twist on a game! I can already imagine how much fun it will be to try and outsmart one another while also enjoying the silliness of it all. Plus, who knows? Maybe we'll learn something new about each other in the process. We're always up for trying new things as a family, so let's give this fart guessing game a go! When do you think would be a good time to start our first round?

We're game if you are! Let's give it a shot right now. We can always tweak the rules as we go along too, just to make sure everyone is comfortable with how it plays out. Are there any volunteers for the first round of guessing? And who would like to be suspects in this initial game? The more people involved, the merrier!

Sounds good! We'll decide between ourselves who does it. It might be tricky not to give anything away though... Greg winks at you before leaning in close to whisper something into his wife's ear, making her blush slightly. Their laughter fills the room as they exchange words and glances, their shared intimacy clear even without knowing what they're saying.

Meanwhile, you close your eyes and take a deep breath, focusing on listening carefully for any signs of a fart. The anticipation is already building; you can feel the butterflies in your stomach as you wait for one of them to break the silence with a loud noise.

"Hmm... I think..." Greg begins before catching himself. "No, wait..." Mey laughs, glancing at you out of the corner of her eye. "It's so hard not to give it away!" she whispers with a grin. As the tension builds between them, their bodies sway gently together, moving in sync despite their attempt to keep quiet.

Their laughter dies down as they both focus on holding back their giggles. With each passing second that goes by without a fart being let loose, your anticipation grows even stronger. You could swear you hear something now... but it's impossible to tell for sure with all the noise in your head from wanting them to do it so badly.

Almost giving up on hearing anything at all, Greg leans over and whispers in his wife's ear once more, making her gasp quietly as if she hadn't expected it. This time, you think you hear something - a faint puff of air that might just be the beginning of a fart! You open your eyes, glancing back and forth between them hopefully, waiting for confirmation.

Mey smiles mischievously at you, her cheeks pink from laughter. "It's going to be so hard keeping this game a secret," she whispers with a wink. Before you can respond, there's another puff of air that definitely sounds like someone passing gas - but it seems to come from both of them at once! You close your eyes again, trying desperately not to laugh as you focus on pinning down who did it.

The room fills with the sound of giggles and quiet snickers as they struggle to contain their amusement while playing this naughty game together. It's clear that they are having just as much fun trying not to break character as they are farting on each other.

As you focus on the sounds around you, trying to figure out who farted, your face turns a deep shade of red. "I think... I feel like..." You stop yourself, unable to finish that sentence without giving it away. Instead, you sniff loudly and announce, "Okay, guys. Whoever did it, you're going to have to really go all out now." There's an awkward silence before Greg leans in close to whisper something hot in your ear, making you shiver with desire.

As their laughter dies down once more, the tension builds again between them. Their hands brush against each other's skin as they speak softly, drawing circles on the back of each other's necks or playing with a lock of hair. The air in the room grows thick with anticipation and desire, making it difficult to focus on anything but their closeness.

Mey blushes deeply at her stepson's request but nods in agreement. She slips out of bed and position herself on all fours with her bottom in the air. "Spread my cheeks for you, sweetheart," she says breathlessly, her heart racing in anticipation of Knox investigating her most intimate area. As he gently parts her buttocks, revealing her puckered hole and the tight hairs surrounding it, his touch sends shivers down her spine.

Greg watches from behind with a mixture of desire and amusement as their son sniffs at his wife's asshole, clearly enjoying this unique role in their game. His own cock hardens beneath the sheets as he imagines being in Knox's place, filling her mommy's hole with his own cock. He reaches out to stroke himself absently, moaning softly when his fingers brush against his erection.

Greg watches as his stepson moves over to inspect him next. He grins knowingly at Mey before spreading his legs wide, presenting his own behind for inspection. "Go ahead," he says with a chuckle, "see if you can figure it out." There's no denying the thrill of being this exposed and vulnerable in front of Knox, feeling his hot breath against his skin as their son sniffs around his asshole.

As Knox closes in on the truth, the tension in the room ratchets up another notch. It's like a game of chicken - who will be brave enough to admit it first? And when they do, what will happen next? Their hearts race with anticipation and desire, making it hard for any of them to focus on anything but the moment at hand.

"Oh?" Mey says with a coy smile, her eyes never leaving Knox's face. "And why is that?" She presses herself back against Greg's body, feeling the heat of his erection against her thigh as she continues to tease him and their son through this erotic game.

"Well," he says slowly, "it could be because you just haven't found it yet." He gives her a wink before pulling her closer, rolling over so that they're now on their sides facing each other. With his free hand, he reaches down to stroke himself as he watches Mey and Knox together, their eyes meeting in the mirror above the bed.

Mey blushes deeply at his accusation but doesn't deny it. Instead, she nods slowly, her eyes never leaving Knox's face as she takes a slow breath. "Yes," she whispers, "it was me." Her hand finds Greg's hip and grinds against him suggestively, her breath quickening at the thought of how aroused this makes them both.

Knox looks from his mom to dad, feeling a thrill coursing through his body at having figured it out. As they continue to watch each other in the mirror, their hands begin to explore more freely, seeking out new ways to pleasure and tease one another.

Mey beams at her son's words, unable to contain the pride and love she feels in that moment. She reaches out to caress his cheek gently, feeling his soft skin beneath her fingers. "I'm glad you like it, sweetheart," she whispers. "And I promise to fart for you whenever you want." Her lips curve into a mischievous smile as she glances over at Greg, who nods eagerly in agreement.

Their bodies are pressed close together now, their movements growing bolder and more urgent. They kiss deeply, their tongues tangling and dancing as they share the passion that's been building between them all evening. And as they explore each other, lost in the moment and the connection they share, they know that this is only the beginning of an incredible journey together.

With that challenge issued, Greg leans in to kiss his wife again, his tongue dueling with hers as he moans her name. His hands slide up her back, fingers digging into the flesh of her shoulders as she arches into him. As for Knox, he watches them eagerly from behind, admiring how perfectly they fit together and feeling himself grow hard at the sight.

Mey breaks the kiss to let out a slow, controlled fart directly onto Greg's cock. It is loud and earthy, filling the room with its musky scent as it forces his hips upwards in ecstasy. "That's for you, my love," she whispers before bending down to take him into her mouth once more.

Greg groans, throwing his head back as he feels his orgasm building within him again. "Mmm... So good," he moans. "Keep doing that, sweetheart." He begins thrusting his hips upwards in time with her bobbing head, desperate to come all over again as she continues to pleasure and tease him with her scent and touch.

Knox watches them, transfixed by the sight of his father cumming on his mom's face for the second time tonight. The raw desire and passion that fills this room is almost too much for him to bear, but somehow it only fuels his own arousal even more. As they continue their intimate dance, he can't help but wonder when it will be his turn to join in.

Dazed with pleasure, Greg squeezes his eyes shut as the scent of roses fills his nostrils. "Yes," he manages to croak out between labored breaths. "It's... it's wonderful." His body trembles in the throes of ecstasy as his orgasm washes over him once more, coating Mey's face with his seed. He clutches at her hair, pulling her closer even as he tries to catch his breath. Mey looks up at Knox from beneath wet lashes, a tiny grin playing at the corners of her mouth. "See?" she says softly. "I told you it would be nice for all of us." Her hand trails down between their bodies, rubbing lightly against his hard length through his pajama pants. "Why don't we join together and see what else we can discover tonight?" She looks at him with such love and trust that he feels himself melting inside.

(Greg looks over at his wife with lust-filled eyes.) "Oh absolutely," he agrees with a nod. "The more the merrier." He cups her cheek, stroking it gently as they both gaze into Knox's eyes. The desire between them is palpable, and the suggestion of exploring their newfound desires together only heightens the anticipation coursing through their veins.

Mey leans in to kiss Greg softly before turning back to her stepson. "Are you sure you want to see more, sweetheart?" she asks with a teasing glint in her eye. "Because we can always find ways to keep surprising each other." Knox swallows hard, feeling the weight of her words as they hang in the air between them. He looks down for a moment, gathering his thoughts and considering his response.

Mey smiles warmly at her stepson before leaning in to whisper something quietly into his ear. Her breath tickles against his skin, sending shivers down his spine as she tells him about the naughty games they used to play with her ex-husband and their friends back when she was first exploring her own desires. It's clear that she wants nothing more than for Knox to be a part of this new family dynamic, and the way he reacts only fuels her passion further. Greg watches them from behind, his cock still hard in his pants as he imagines being in Knox's place. He reaches out to stroke himself gently through his pajamas, lost in thought as he tries to decide what they should all do next. Their bodies are so close together now that it feels almost impossible for any of them not to touch or be touched, and the energy between them is practically electric with desire.

Moments later, Mey pulls back, her eyes bright with mischief as she looks at Knox expectantly. "So," she says slowly, "do you think you're ready for more?" She bites her lip playfully before letting out a slow, controlled fart directly onto Greg's stomach. It is loud and earthy, filling the room with its musky scent as it forces his hips upwards in ecstasy.

Greg groans, throwing his head back as he feels his orgasm building within him again. "Oh God," he moans. "That's perfect." He thrusts his hips upwards against her hand, desperate to come all over again as she continues to pleasure and tease him with her scent and touch.

Knox watches them intently, his heart racing in his chest as his cock throbs painfully