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Rob frowns, not quite sure what the girl wants. Did she want him to be as rough with her as their father had been? She whines as he stands there, unsure what to do next.

But then, he feels a warm body press up against his back, and he hears his other sister chuckling as she wraps her arms around his body, her chest against his butt as fingers go around his shaft and her other hand massages his balls.

Rob grits his teeth, letting out a little gasp as she strokes his cock along her palm. Amy's smile widens, and she scoots in, her pearly face glistening in the light of the room as she grips onto her knees. Her toes curl expectantly, and as he stands there, Rob takes a look over her once more. As she leans forward, closer to him, but not quite touching, he sees one detail he missed from the front. She has a tattoo, its ink bright and shining, as if it was gotten only recently. From up between her crack, a black line curves upward across her back, and then hooks back down until it goes over her butt. On her calf, a spaded tip emerges, and he realizes that she has given herself a devil tail over her. Not the real thing, but it at least shows what kind of person she has become—sinful, lustful, and ready for so much more depravity. Did she embrace more on the outside what the rest of his family seems to have fallen into—what he is currently falling into?

Amy's pumping gets Rob to start oozing out of his aching man rod, and as soon as the pearl at his tip trickles down along his head and travels towards the ground, Charity is there to catch it in mid-air, her whole body shivering as she tastes her brother's ejaculate for the first time.

Rob's eyes widen and he reaches down, grabbing onto his sister's punky hair and squeezing tight, keeping her from escaping, should she change her mind, but he knows what Amy trying to do for him now, and he's willing to see it all the way through.

Just thinking about it gets him oozing, coating Amy's fingers in his slick and pearly cum. Charity, meanwhile, shudders and laughs a little as she is getting ready for the final expulsion that would mean a special treat for her.

With one last broken gasp, Rob thrusts his hips forward, his body shuddering as his cock fires off, shot after shot, straight for Charity's mouth.

The slut sitting on her knees in front of her is not the same as the sister he once knew. Her groans of pure delight that rise up from her as cum splats over her tongue is a true treasure. It's amazing how much she doesn't care when he misses, striking down at his chin or up a bit and over her cheek. She gets so messy that he splashes onto her forehead and she has to close her eye, but she doesn't rub it off.

Finally, Rob's expulsions calm down, and he softens in his sister's grasp. Amy pulls her hand away and walks over to his side, lifting her arm up closer to her face. She spreads her fingers, staring at her brother as she rolls her tongue out, sliding it up and down between her fingers as she laps up the traces of her brother's sperm off of her. She then puts her fingers into her mouth, one at a time, sucking the last of the material off of her and pulling her fingers out with loud pops each time.

Rob stares at her until she is done, but realizes he probably missed what Charity was up to. When he looks back to her, he does a double take. Not only has she done nothing to clean herself up, but she runs her hands over her chest, spreading the cum that had dripped down onto there all over her chest, until she glistens. She just showered, and now she's getting all dirty for him. That makes him wonder—did she shower because she had already been through this once before today?

Daddy steps back in and grabs his daughter by the hair, pulling her up until she stands. She groans as he tugs at her roots, looking to him while panting, her tongue rolled out to show all of her brother's delicious cum on it. Daddy snorts and tosses her over to the bed, where she bends over the edge, sticking her butt out as she smiles up at her mommy.

Mother coos and spreads her legs a bit, her fingers glistening from the treatment she gave them watching her children all having fun together. Charity licks her lips and flicks her tongue out, gripping onto the sheets as she claws her way closer to that delicious honey pot of her mother's sex.

But before she can get too far, Daddy looms up over her and takes her cheeks roughly in his grip, squeezing hard enough to leave red marks on her flesh.

Her gasps of surprise melt away almost instantly into low and long moans of perverted delight, pushing her hips back, her bod quivering and waiting for him to make his next move.

Daddy's dick rests on her crack, sliding up and down along that ravine. His skin pulls a bit, as his mixed juices with Amy dry up to become a sticky coating over his rod. He looks to his wife, who smirks and rolls over the bed. She pulls open a drawer and rolls back over, scooting up closer to the two of them, digging her heels into the mattress as she slides her butt along, eventually getting close enough for her baby girl to reach her with that long tongue of hers.

In her hands is a little clear bottle. Mother rests her heels on Charity's back, using her like some kind of human ottoman. She tosses the tiny bottle, and Father catches it with ease, grunting in appreciation.