I could see the outline of it through his cut offs. I never saw my Dad’s dick when it was hard. Okay I was impressed but if you ask me in public I’ll deny it. Dad went into the kitchen interracial and I had to peek to see what was happening. Mom took the soup off of the stove and placed it in front of my Dad and continued to stir it. Dad took off his pants and started rubbing his cock. I could see the shemale end of my Dad’s mushroom head, then to my horror or maybe excitement, my Dad came into the soup as my Mom kept stirring it. Let me tell you, I guess I said something because Dad turned, as Mom looked up and over to me. “Son, we’re just making soup.” My Dad said it as if that is how they had been doing it for years. Then I realized it, they had been. I’d been eating my Dad’s cum. I nearly gagged but remembered how good Mom’s chicken soup is. Here is where you guys might get freaked, while I was watching Dad jack his meat, my cock decided it would be a good idea to get hard, too. I walked through the doorway into the kitchen, Dad and Mom both seeing my ragging hard on in my shorts. I admired my Dad’s dick, he squeezed what was left of his ejaculate into the soup and Mom stirred it in. “I couldn’t put in the cum we need, son.” My father admitted. “We need one to two tablespoons. It’s better if it’s fresh.” “Robert,” said Mom, “would you be so kind as to masturbate sucking and shoot your load into the soup?” I couldn’t believe I was hearing this. My cock was so hard, I hadn’t shot off in weeks, and here I was standing next to my Dad and my Mom, my Dad’s cock still throbbing but relaxing and me with a hard on. Mom reached over to me and pulled my shorts open and the head of my cock popped right out. Suddenly all my inhibitions left me. I pulled off my shorts anal so I stood naked with my father beside me. Mom started to masturbate my cock, Dad took hold of my balls and ball sac, feeling my pubic hair, Mom knew how to get my to cum. She played with my frenum and my glans. You could hear the shortness of my breath I could feel my balls getting up tight in my sac. I closed my eyes as I continued to have my cock played with. As I said my inhibitions were all but gone. Mom’s hand had changed and I could feel the skin of my cock being pushed up blowjob towards my glans. I started to cum, as my semen shot out of my pee hole like a rocket, I opened my eyes to see my sister, Audrey, my hard cock in her hands, her blue eyes fixated on my cock. Audrey saw her big brother’s hard cock and her Daddy’s now softening cock. Mom mixed our semen into the soup. She added some salt and pepper and put the mixture on the stove. We had a good feed of soup that night. Tomorrow was Salmon. I was nervous as hell as we opened the door and walked out into the public area. Marie asks smiling. If Ronja had been touching the mirror beside her bed she would found it strangely cold to touch. He nudged my sucking clit. They won’t treat your right like I will. Like interracial she was about to punish the redhead’s tits. The squeals answered for them and the girls worked out that they could stay Friday night and Saturday night. Claire blowjob was conflicted, knowing shemale that anal she shouldn't be liking her situation, but she didn't want it to stop. My father died when I was fourteen. this morning. "BOXING GLOVES AND A G-STRING?" she laughed.