Chapter 7

When Valerie awoke in the morning, an hour before her regular time, Mark was still sleeping. Valerie's sleep had been troubled and far from sound. She had permitted no discussion at all of the situation she had discovered the previous evening. "We'll sleep on it, Mark," she said firmly. "We're not in a rational enough frame of mind to discuss it without rancor now."

Awake in the early-morning stillness of the house, Valerie wondered briefly if she hadn't dreamed it all. But no; in her mind's eye she could still see Mark's hairy buttocks plunging upon Ethel's nudity as her daughter's enthusiastic hip-response welcomed Mark's thick-stemmed big prick into her cunt-sheath. It was unbelievable, Valerie told herself. How could they have come to this state?

It crossed her mind that in the tumultuously upsetting events of the evening just past she hadn't checked on Penny as she made a ritual of doing before her own retiring nights. Valerie slipped from the bed without waking Mark and threw a lightweight robe on over her nightgown. She opened the master bedroom door quietly and walked down the hallway to Penny's partly opened door. Even before she reached it, Valerie could hear the sound of the bathroom shower running. She wasn't surprised to find Penny's bedroom empty.

She stood in the doorway for an instant, running her eye over the reassuringly familiar sight, then paused. Even from that distance she could see dark blotches on Penny's rumpled bedsheet. Valerie approached the bed with lips compressed. She had trained both girls to wear panties to bed beneath their pajamas, and to go to bed napkined a day before their periods were due. Bedsheets were one thing, but blood-soaked mattresses were another.

Even before she reached the bed, however, Valerie's glance had taken in the other telltale signs. Unbelievingly she reached down a hand and touched the semen-stiff sheet areas mingled with the bloodstains. She straightened up, her heart thudding furiously. Was she losing her mind? Instinctively she started across the hallway toward the bathroom, then changed her mind. She veered toward Neal's almost-closed bedroom door, thrust it open, and entered.

The sandy-haired boy was sprawled loosely in slumber, one arm dangling over the side of the bed. Valerie shook him by the shoulder, hard. Neal's blue eyes flew open and focused upon her fuzzily. "Neal," Valerie said sharply, "what have you done to Penny?" The boy didn't answer, but his guilt was plainly written in his confused expression. "Oh, Neal," Valerie continued in a voice that trembled in spite of her best effort at controlling it, "how could you?" She drew an agonized breath. "She's only a baby!"

"She-she wanted it," Neal said quietly. "Honestly."

"A quite incredible response," Valerie said grimly. "She's not old enough to know what she wants. Now you listen to me, young man. You march right down the hallway to your father's bedroom and tell him what you've done. Right now. I'll wait here for you."

Neal hesitated, then threw back the covers. He had slept nude, and Valerie had a quick glimpse of his young sex organ still bespattered with her younger daughter's hymen-blood. Neal went to his closet and shrugged into a robe.

He turned to Valerie again when he was ready to leave his bedroom. "Honestly, it was like I said. She-"

"Talk to your father," Valerie cut him off.

Her eyes filled with tears of frustrated anger, and she sat down on the edge of Neal's bed.

Neal walked down the hallway to the master bedroom, his thoughts in a whirl. Mark was still asleep when Neal entered. "Dad," the boy said weakly. He repeated it more loudly when Mark failed to stir. Mark blinked, sat up, and looked at his son inquiringly after a rapid inspection of the other side of the bed revealed Valerie's absence.

Neal drew a deep breath. "Penny and I," he began, and stopped. "Last night," he said, and paused again. "We-"

"You screwed her," Mark said.

Neal nodded miserably. "And Valerie found out somehow. She-she just came into my room looking like a-like a witch."

"Did you force Penny?" Mark asked.

"Oh, no, no, no!" Neal said hurriedly. "She was willing. More than willing once we got started."

Mark pursed his lips thoughtfully. His mind was racing. Surely there was some capital to be made of this development? He summed up and discarded several possible courses of action before nodding his head in satisfaction. He fixed his face into stern lines. "You realize, Neal, that Valerie is capable of taking hasty action while upset over this that could affect our pleasant situation here. I assume you find it pleasant?"

"Oh, yes!" Neal said fervently.

"Then a drastic solution is necessary," Mark continued. "Sometimes it's possible to minimize a situation only by contrasting it with another. We need to give Valerie something else to think about. And that's where you come in. Where is Valerie now?"

"In my bedroom, waiting for me to tell her what you had to say to me about-about Penny."

"Good," Mark said. "Now listen to me closely. Everything is going to depend upon you. I want you to go back to your bedroom, close the door, and fuck Valerie."

"Do-do what?" Neal stammered incredulously.

"She will resist, of course," Mark went on as though his son hadn't spoken. "But you must not let her resistance prevail. And she will not pursue it to the point of calling attention to the situation. I can assure you of that." He looked at Neal sharply. "Can you do it?"

The sandy-haired boy wet his lips with a nervous flick of his tongue. "I-I don't know," he faltered. "I h-hope so. If you say I should."

"I say you must," Mark corrected him. "So get on with it while she's still in your room."

Neal went back down the corridor with a dry throat and a queasy stomach. He went into his bedroom and closed the door carefully. Valerie was still sitting on the bed, trying to keep herself from going to pieces. "Well?" she demanded in a tight voice. "What did your father have to say?" Neal stood in front of her and removed his robe, and Valerie's eyes widened.

"What do you think you're-"

Her voice broke off in a gasp as Neal suddenly pushed her onto her back. Eyes almost starting from her head, Valerie found herself on her back with the naked Neal pulling and hauling at her lightweight robe and nightgown until he had both well up on her plump white thighs. "Neal!" Valerie blurted in a strangled voice. The boy paid no attention. He flipped her onto her side, and Valerie felt her nightwear ascending further until her handsome glistening nude wide buttocks were disclosed. "Ohhhhh!" she bleated.

Almost reverently Neal's right hand delved among Valerie's ample fleshy treasures while she struggled in vain. She flopped onto her back again and Neal seized the opportunity to thrust her nightwear in front up around her neck. His young prick stood forth stiffly, tremendously aroused by the sight and feel of the womanly attractions sprawled before him. "Neal!" Valerie pleaded, but consciously holding her voice down. "No, no, no, no!"

The boy grasped her ankles and spread her legs apart. For a moment he gazed hungrily upon her silky-golden bush scarcely concealing at all the salmon-pink-lipped trench between Valerie's legs, then slid his hands up her smooth legs to widen her upper-thigh stance and make room for himself. Valerie twisted frantically as her stepson plopped himself down on her nude belly with his red-eyed prick, foreskin drawn tightly back, searching for her cunt. "Stop squirming!" Neal demanded.

Valerie's eyes went to the connecting bathroom door behind which she could still hear the shower running. "Not so loud!" she said in an instinctive half-whisper.

"Then hold still!"

"Please, Neal!" Valerie begged. "Don't- ohhh!" The cry was wrenched from her as the stiff boyish prick first jabbed her soft stomach flesh and then dipped down and probed at her hole. "Neal!!!"

But he had gained entrance and triumphantly surged into her plump pussy-lips despite her discomposed tossing and tumbling. "Ooooooooh!" Valerie exclaimed despairingly as she felt the long white prick distend her sex-channel and slowly inch its way inside to its full length. "Take it out, Neal! P-please!"

But the hard young body pinioned her with its weight while Neal delightedly began to fuck his stepmother, pillowing his head on her large breasts while he began to pump his rigid penis in and out of her clinging cavern. The boy gripped Valerie's yielding white hind cheeks in each hand while he redoubled his efforts upon her.

"Ohhhh, God!" Valerie moaned as quick tremors raced through her flesh. Neal turned his head and kissed her on the neck while his hips pistoned his long cock furiously. "Neal!" she wailed.

Her legs, which had been resting slackly on either side of the boy's lean body, rose up independently of any direction from her mind and gripped Neal tightly. The pistoning cock was turning her inhibitions to mush as a bright, glowing coal ignited in her interior. To her shamed amazement she found her broad-bottomed backside thrusting upward vigorously to meet each downstroke of the youthful sex organ fucking her so deliciously.

"Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" she mewed continuously as the up-tempo fucking went on and on, fanning her sexual fever. Lost to the world, she wriggled her heavy behind animatedly as panted phrases tumbled from her drawn-back lips. "Oooooh, fuck me!" she demanded lewdly. "Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!"

Unseen by her, two doors opened, the bedroom door opening inward from the hallway, and the connecting door to the bathroom. At the hallway door Mark stood motionless with his face set in stern lines. In the bathroom doorway Penny stood with a towel half-shielding the youthful curves which she had been patting dry, her popeyed stare riveted upon the pair on the bed.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Valerie whimpered as her orgasm overtook her and her stomach muscles began to flutter and her sheath-walls to contract. "I'm-oooooh!-ooooooh!-coming!" Her legs shot ceilingward as her thighs ground away at Neal. "Ohhhhhhhh, I'm-commm-ming!" Her glassy eyes rolled upward until the whites showed, and her arms wrapped tightly around Neal's upper body.

"OHHHHHHHH-h-h!"

Valerie's hot-blooded reaction to her fucking stirred Neal's almost immediate response. The boy groaned huskily as the sperm in his balls boiled over and shot the length of his hardworking penis, inundating his stepmother's juicy cunt. He took half a dozen more expiring pokes at that voluptuously agreeable oozing chalice before slowing to a halt.

For a moment there was silence in the bedroom. Valerie raised her head and stared about dazedly for a second before her slowly clearing vision focused upon her husband. "Ohhh, Mark!" she said in a panic-stricken whisper. She tried to dislodge Neal.

Mark moved to the edge of the bed and gazed down at her, his expression angry. "I really felt we could settle our problem, Val, without you finding it necessary to seduce my son," he said in a voice as brittle as glass.

"I didn't mean-it's not what you think-ohh, Mark, I didn't! I d-didn't!" Valerie moaned. After her first effort at dislodging Neal, she clung to the boy as though his young body could effectively conceal her nudity and embarrassing condition.

Neal broke free of her grip finally and rose shakily to his feet, his face red and his prick lapsed. Valerie tried to roll onto her side, but Mark, in his robe, reached down quickly and held her with a palm in her stomach, and for an instant all eyes in the room were upon the friction-reddened, still-throbbing splayed cunt with its triangle-bearded pubic hair stickily damp from Neal's overflow.

"I'm going to find it difficult to forgive this, Val," Mark continued in the same hard tone. "In fact, I believe I'll teach you a lesson."

He removed his hand from Valerie's round stomach and turned to Penny standing wide-eyed in the bathroom doorway. He walked quickly to the doorway, seized her by the wrist, and pulled her into the bedroom. "P-please!" Penny begged, trying ineffectually to cover herself with the towel. "I haven't any clothes on!"

"Appropriate to the occasion," Mark said with pretended savagery, pushing her onto the bed beside her mother. He snatched the towel from her hands, and Penny flinched as her plump-bodied young curves sprang into full view. "This time we'll prove that what's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander," he declared. He whipped off his robe, displaying his hirsute nudity.

"No, Mark!" Valerie pleaded, divining his intention.

He paid no attention. His right hand darted to Penny's black-haired pussy and his fingers thrust deeply between the girl's thighs. "Ouch!" she whimpered, still tender from her previous night's defloration. "It h-hurts!"

Again Mark paid no attention. He corkscrewed the hand and wrist between the silky-skinned full thighs until they parted. Penny's dainty-looking, fragile-appearing young cunt appeared with Mark's forefinger stuffed into its centerpiece to the second knuckle. He frigged the girl swiftly while his prick rose in an erection that curved it upward from his lower belly.

"No!" Valerie cried again, and tried to scramble toward the pair.

"Hold her, Neal," Mark said instantly, and the boy looped his arms through his stepmother's and pulled her backward until she was half off the bed in his grasp, with her behind wedged against his groin and his hands clasped over the bowl of her white stomach.

Mark returned his attention to the apprehensive-looking Penny whose attention was fixed upon the purplish-red blunt head of the big prick aimed at her mid-section. "You're not going to-to put it in me?" she asked huskily. "It's-it's way too big."

"Oh, no, it's not," Mark declared. He seized and lifted the girl's legs, tipping her onto her back. Her young face stared up at him anxiously. "You'll be begging for more, like your saintly mother."

He pushed Penny into the center of the bed, steering her by her upraised legs as her chubby bare bottom slid over the sheet. Then he climbed onto the bed on his knees and positioned himself in front of the girl with her round white thighs separated by his hands while his wide-stemmed thick-looking prick was poised before Penny's defenseless, pouting pussy. "Ooooh!" the girl squeaked in acute anxiety as she felt the blunt-headed big cock rub against her sex-crevice.

Tears ran down Valerie's face as she gazed helplessly at her younger daughter's embarrassing exposure. Penny squealed again as the big prick parted her tender pussy-lips, then grunted inelegantly as Mark thrust into her. A third of the broad-based cock slid out of sight into the girl's straining cunt, and Penny's breath whistled fiercely as her sex-sheath struggled to accommodate its oversized visitor.

"It s-stings!" she cried out. "It stings!" But her voice had changed by the second time she said it; a rising excitement was overtaking her pained exclamations. "Ohhhh-h-h!" she sighed throatily as Mark worked more of his bulging penis into the girl's upturned gaping slit. "It's s-so-BIG!!"

Penny's round white thighs rose into the air, as her mother's had, disclosing her girlish yet womanly bare bottom. Mark's big prick punctured Penny's thigh-juncture almost to the hilt while the girl made little murmuring sounds. Her hands came up and fondled her stepfather's shoulders as Mark began to fuck her in earnest.

Valerie gazed wet-eyed upon her husband's savage prick-assault upon Penny's inexperienced young pussy. She shut her eyes momentarily at the sight, then opened them again, hating herself for the mixture of shame and excited confusion with which she was viewing the licentiously bawdy scene. She bit her lips in troubled nervousness as Penny began to respond ardently to the plunging big cock ravaging her sex-cranny, knowing just how her daughter felt.

"Ooooooh!" Penny gasped as her pussy turned wanton and grabbed at the stiff pole distending its depths. "I'm-so-oooh! I'm so-hot!" After each belly-whacking lunge into the girl's tight-clasping jewel box, Mark was withdrawing so far that flashing glimpses of his reddish-purple, glistening prick-head could be seen by the semi-hypnotized viewers. Penny's voice went up the scale as the long prick titillated every millimeter of her sex-chute, sending unimaginably delightful sensations throughout her quaking flesh. "Ohh! Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" she squealed in time to each slashing descent of Mark's slippery penis.

Mark hunched his shoulders and drove harder. The girl was unbelievably tight in the way her oily sheath clasped the circumference of his cock while at the same time she was sexually furnished in a manner that permitted her to engulf Mark's plunging prick as her mother did. Except for the extra sensation afforded by the girl's comparatively unstretched chute in its tingling grip, Mark would have had difficulty in knowing whether it was mother or daughter in whose delectably exquisite cunt he was buried.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Penny half-shrieked as her plump thighs writhed against Mark's ribcage. Each submersion of the blue-veined white cock in her fleece-surrounded orifice seemed to drive her up a long hill where she felt herself delicately poised atop a high, high place. Her belly and buttocks were damp with perspiration as her excitement increased. "Ohhhh, more, more, more!" she solicited her ravager.

Mark had intended to prolong the fucking of his stepdaughter but felt himself suddenly boiling over. His hip movement ran riot as he shot load after load of hot sperm through his quivering tube into the girl's semi-virgin lubricious depths. This final sensation triggered Penny's response and her cunt-walls throbbed violently as her orgasmic shudders matched Mark's and they expired together as Penny's soft moans filled the room.

Mark freed himself finally from Penny's fervent embrace and pulled out of her still-clinging cunt. Penny's reddened pussy-lips showed starkly beneath her black bush, and there was a round pink spot on her firm young belly. She sprawled limply with an arm over her eyes to hide herself from the eyes in the room as awareness overtook her former sexual excitement.

Valerie broke free suddenly from Neal's relaxed grip and crawled across the bed to her daughter. Her right hand delicately explored Penny's wet slit as though assessing possible damage. "Does it hurt, darling?" she asked softly as Mark and Neal both stared at her unconsciously revealed hip-spread as she crouched beside Penny.

"Not really, m-mother," the girl half-whispered.

Valerie kissed her, and Penny returned the kiss.

"Very touching!" Mark snapped in pretended undiluted anger. "Get off that bed, Penny, and come here!" The girl slithered from the bed obediently and approached him with downcast eyes. Mark pointed at Neal whose previously lapsed erection had been half-aroused by the close contact with Valerie's warm buttocks in the position in which he had been holding her. "Suck him off, Penny. Right now!"

"No!" Valerie exclaimed as Penny shyly approached Neal. "Mark, it's-it's indecent!" She tried to run to her daughter, but Mark intercepted her. He grabbed her around the waist and held on despite her struggles. "Penny, don't d-do it!" Valerie half-sobbed.

"I've seen you do it, mother, and I don't think I'll really mind," her daughter replied diffidently. Meekly she knelt down in front of the wide-eyed Neal and rested one cheek on his thigh before advancing her mouth to the vicinity of his half-aroused erection. With the tip of her pink tongue the girl licked daintily at the sticky head of the boy's penis, which swelled immediately.

"Take it in your mouth!" Mark ordered.

Valerie started to cry again as Penny's dark head moved closer to Neal's groin and the girl's soft lips tentatively surrounded the boy's upstanding prick-head. Mark slapped Valerie so sharply on a nude buttock that she half-strangled on a choked sob. "Stop sniveling and kneel down and suck me!" he demanded.

He slapped her again when she stared at him unbelievingly, and she yipped in pain. She dropped hurriedly to her knees and reached with her right hand for her husband's diminished penis as from the corner of her eye she could see her daughter's lips and mouth gently laving the upper third of her stepson's white cock. Neal's thighs were tensed and his eyes were half-closed as his hands rested lightly upon Penny's smooth bare shoulders.

Valerie lipped at the thick-stemmed cock on her palm and swallowed it, tasting her daughter's sexual juice upon the greasy surface at the same instant she thought of Penny's tasting her own upon Neal's young prick. The thought excited her, and she sucked busily at the limp cock in her mouth which began at once to stir languidly.

Penny moved her mouth experimentally over as much of Neal's long penis as she could get into her mouth, excited in turn by the soft yet rigid feeling of the youthful cock. The girl swirled her tongue around the cock, sensed Neal's quick reaction when she tongued the cord underneath, and paused while she did it again. The boy's thighs quivered, and Penny drew back on Neal's erection until she could lick the blunt, rubbery head. Then she took the prick into her warm mouth again and began to suck as she had seen her mother do.

Valerie expertly tongued and sucked Mark's increasing erection, able despite her position with her face nearly enclosed by Mark's thighs to observe with one eye the slight wriggling movement of her daughter's round white buttocks as the girl busily tongued her stepbrother. The mingled effluvia of Mark's perspiration and his own and Penny's sexual excesses drifted upward to Valerie's nostrils, and she found it sensually enjoyable at the same time she was mentally repelled.

Neal gave up the ghost on trying to contain himself and began to shoot into Penny's straining mouth. Valerie could tell from the girl's strangled gasps what was taking place. Sperm ran down from the corners of the girl's mouth, then dribbled onto her chin. Her eyes were closed as she swallowed convulsively, trying but failing to contain it all.

A high-pitched cynical laugh froze all movement in the bedroom.

Valerie and Penny, the latter greasy-faced, stared over their shoulders.

Ethel, dressed for school, stood in the bedroom doorway taking in the entire scene, and her high-pitched laugh echoed through the room again. "Feeding time at the zoo!" Valerie's older daughter announced scornfully.

Mark pulled his rampant erection out of Valerie's reach when she turned blindly away from the sight of her daughter's superior-looking scornful smile. Penny, as though in defiance of her sister's pronouncement, turned her face to Neal's subsiding cock again and licked delicately at the sticky beads adorning his prick-slit.

Mark strode across the bedroom purposefully and gripped the older sister by an elbow. "You're just in time, Ethyl," he told the older girl grimly. "It happens you've got something I want right now." He reached for the zipper on her skirt and drew it downward.

"You let me alone!" the surprised Ethel cried out as her skirt collapsed about her ankles. Mark swiftly disposed of her half-slip in the same manner, leaving Ethel's lower body clad in pale blue panties from which garter tapes extended at the lower edges, anchoring her dark stockings.

"Shut up!" Mark said rudely, pulling down the blue panties in one extended yank. Valerie, Penny, and Neal had one quick glimpse of Ethel's thick, red-gold bush before the girl turned frantically, displaying her sleekly rounded, full-fleshed dazzingly milky hind cheeks. The panties, deposited at knee-level by Mark, slowly dribbled down Ethel's calves to join her half-slip and skirt.

Mark re-gripped Ethel's elbow and towed her to the bed. "Don't you t-touch me!" Ethel yelled frenziedly as Mark plumped two pillows together and forced her over them on her stomach, expanding her buttock-exposure to the eyes in the bedroom. She squeezed her thighs together tightly. "You let me alone, d'you h-hear me?"

"Shut up!" Mark repeated, and dealt the exposed backside a stinging spank. Ethel yelped as her soft flesh quivered and the imprint of Mark's palm appeared starkly on a round cheek, at first a pale impression which rapidly turned pink.

Mark leaned forward and let a mouthful of saliva drip downward between Ethel's clenched hind cheeks. He took his hand at once, forced it between her buttocks, and began to- work the saliva into her anus with his fingertip. Ethel squirmed mightily at the painful indignity, her breath coming in quick gasps.

Mark spat on his palm and rubbed the head and shaft of his enormous rigidity. He then looked at the staring Neal and Penny. "C'mere and give me a little spit, you two!" he ordered. He held the backs of Ethel's thighs immobile with his knees as Neal approached readily, Penny timidly. Mark leaned forward and widened Ethel's hind cheeks with his thumbs, exposing the pale aureole surrounding her dark-brown anus. "Spit me a gob in there," he directed his son. "And you-" He addressed Penny. "Slick up my prick."

Son and stepdaughter combined to make slippery Ethel's tightly puckered rear entrance and Mark's stiff-standing, blunt-headed big prick. They both stepped aside finally, and Mark leaned down and applied the tip of his long cock to Ethel's shrinking buttock-flesh. Deliberately he dragged the rampant pole up and down her buttock crease before lodging the tip against her spit-slippery buttonhole.

"Don't!" Ethel yelled as she felt the pressure. "You'll-split me! You'll kill meeeeee!"

Still on her knees, Valerie watched in fascination. She still blamed Ethel for the unsavory situation into which they had all drifted, and although she found herself unable to wholly approve of the situation, she couldn't repress a faint glimmer of grim satisfaction at the distress of the daughter whose usually haughty, disdainful attitude she found so trying.

"Aieeeeeeeeeee!" Ethel screamed as the head of Mark's prick disappeared inside her rectum with a sudden jolt. "Ooooooooh, no, please! Please!" She was crying openly, choked sobs that wrenched her whole body. "Ohhhhhhhh, it hurts! It hurrrrrrrrrts!"

Mark gathered his forces after the strain of the initial insertion and began to batter his stepdaughter's buttock-crease with short, flurrying jabs of his love-muscle. Quarter-inch by quarter-inch he forced his way inside her, reveling in the warm, buttery feeling as more and more of his long cock disappeared from sight. His movements became slightly more free, and those in the room could see the inward and outward stretching of Ethel's distended anus as her pierced flesh clung to her stepfather's probing pole.

A new note of excited uncertainty appeared in Ethel's voice. "It hurts!" she repeated, but no longer with the same positive conviction as before. Mark had settled down to a steady ass-fucking routine which plunged his cock partway in and out of the pliant asshole, leaving only his prick-head always inserted. "It-ohh!- ooooh!-I'm-ohhh!-" She swallowed a sob followed by a startled gasp. "What's-oooh!- happening to m-me!"

Mark reached beneath the girl where her body was humped over the plumped-up pillows and touched her bronze-fleeced cunt. Ethel gave a convulsive little leap unassociated with the spearing of her rectum. Mark separated her moist cunt-lips and fingered the aroused button of her clitoris, and Ethel almost went into a spasm. "Ohh!" she squealed as Mark's hips continued to piledrive his prick into her rectum, which now had a loose-floating, rubbery-feeling area involved with the plunging cock-head. Ethel humped her round-cheeked ass independently of the momentum supplied by Mark, and her frenzied movements stirred him mightily.

Deliberately he plucked each garter tape in turn from its snugly clinging contact with his stepdaughter's bare behind and snapped them on her flesh, but he doubted that she even felt it. He could feel her quick-shuddering orgasm as he manipulated her sensitive clit-bud, and he removed finger and hand from beneath her and seized her by the waist as he slammed harder and harder into her steaming depths.

His own orgasm overtook him suddenly, and the muscles in his thighs stood out like ropes as he braced himself and shot a succession of jet-propelled sperm-loads inside his stepdaughter's rectum. The tip of his prick tickled mightily as it wallowed in her drenched interior. After a moment he withdrew slowly, and the blood-red head of his shrinking cock emerged with a loud popping sound. Ethel lay prostrate on the pillows, gasping, a slow stream of sperm emerging from her crimsoned anus and trickling down her bare thighs.

Valerie, on her knees, stared with mingled emotions.

Penny, greasy-faced, and with Neal's arm around her bare waist, stood with Neal's dwindled cock in her right hand as she watched her sister's painful efforts to roll off the pillows.

Mark, briskly businesslike, pointed a finger at each in turn.

"You," he addressed his son. "School. Right now."

He aimed the finger at Penny. "Back into the shower, and then school. Scoot."

The finger switched to Ethel who was delicately exploring her anus with a shrinking finger. "You. Shower and school, after Penny."

The finger poised upon the kneeling Valerie. "You. Into our bedroom."

Without waiting to hear a word in exchange, he strode from the bedroom.