"Damn! So I guess it's playtime now. But it'll sure be over when your mother gets back on Friday night," Brad said.
"Goody-goody for playtime, Daddy, I feel just great!" Cheryl said. "Let's just fuck all over the house before Mom's due in. That'll be almost two whole days! I want all the dick you can give me."
"Me, too," Jenny added.
"And we both have never-fail cocks for you two sister-cunts, huh, Ben?" Neal said, his brother giving a quick yes to the lecherous announcement.
The twins' words made Cheryl shiver, especially when her father stuck a hand out and felt up into her steamy-holed pussy with a loving finger, too.
"You're going to show me everything else now, aren't you, angel-face?" her father asked, sliding an oiled thumb slowly over her hot clit as she spread her legs wide for him again in the squatting split.
"Oh, yes, Daddy, everything," the blonde answered. She hunched her cunt down on his hand while he fucked her sister's ass. "Absolutely everything," she added, then eased down beside him and began kissing him hotly on the mouth.
Jenny laughed, slurping her lips off Neal's dick for a second.
"But not until we finish my four-way fuck," the brunette said, loving the pricks in her cunt, ass and mouth.
"Whatever you say, cock-hog," Cheryl said, laughing in her turn.
Chapter Eleven
Cheryl's mother, Ava, was driving home a day early. The beautiful blonde teacher tooled along alone in her little sedan under a late afternoon sun.
"Damn, I'm glad the last day of the seminar was cancelled," she told herself. "It's always so boring there, and I hate being away from home. I just hope I find Brad in the house trying to decide what to do with a petrified prick. My pussy needs servicing bad!"
Ava looked much like Cheryl, but with fuller curves and larger breasts. She was also somewhat taller than Cheryl. Sexier, perhaps, too.
"Thank God for this car's air-conditioner. It keeps me cool on the outside, anyway. But I'm still hot on the inside. I haven't had a good fuck from Brad for two weeks, the way his work goes," she murmured. "My cunt's hungry most of the time. If I'm lucky, I can do something about the swelling between my legs this very Thursday evening."
Ava's heavy-footed driving got her home before seven. Seeing the large white ranch-style house and its neatly contoured lawn, walks and driveway made her very happy as she pulled up into the garage.
Used to a rushing, warm outdoor welcome anytime she got home from a trip, she felt uneasy when things stayed very quiet. Out of the car and standing on the concrete floor of the garage, she looked for signs of life in the back yard swimming pool and on its patio, but saw nothing.
Ava walked to the outside kitchen door and tried to turn its knob. It was locked. This was unusual, since the family never locked the doors unless they were away, and she saw lights on in the house.
"Now, that's strange," she muttered, digging into her purse for her key.
She had the key in a second and pushed it into the lock. Just then the sound of a male voice near her shoulder startled her.
"Mrs. Tice," the voice said, "it's me, Doug Brill. Don't be jumpy."
"Oh. Doug," Ava said, glad it was only the neighbor boy. "What is it?"
"Well, I thought it was funny that all the doors on your house were locked since last Saturday afternoon. I saw Mr. Tice come home on Wednesday, but it's been the same. No one answers the phone or even comes if you knock on the door. I got afraid something was wrong," Doug told her.
"Now you have me worried," Ava responded. "But I'll soon find out."
She unlocked the door, opened it very quietly, then walked on through. Doug stayed close behind her.
"I better come in, too," he whispered, "in case you need help."
"All right, just don't make any noise," Ava said.
The kitchen looked spick and span, so the house seemed to be in order. Still, she was anxious about not seeing or hearing anyone when so many lights were burning.
Then she did hear sounds, down the hall beyond the kitchen. Not able to make them out, she followed them to the door of the master bedroom.
Cheryl, her oldest daughter, lay on her right side in the middle of the large bed. Ava saw her husband Brad lying on his left side facing their blonde daughter. His cock was running smoothly in and out of the young girl's wet lips as she held them tightly around his very solid, long shaft.
This shocked Ava enough. But seeing the way her twin sons were working so hornily between Cheryl's legs shocked her more. Ben's dick was pumping in and out of Cheryl's gold pussy. Neal's slithered in and out of the blonde's asshole just as fast, making the ring roll and jerk in her ass's crack.