And then they realized that Charles was fucking Laura.
Perhaps the consequences would not be too bad, after all.
Robert, his prick free and raging, hovered over them. Amanda took it in her hand. She drew it down, rubbing the bloated cockhead against Bonny's cunt, and running her tongue over cunt and cockhead at the same time. Electric thrills shot through her. Bonny creamed. Amanda lapped it up, then took Robert's prick in her mouth and started working toward another taste treat.
Charles watched his daughter sucking cock.
He plowed in with such frantic force that he drove Laura's head right down right down into Amanda's pussy.
Scarcely aware of what, she was doing, Laura began licking her daughter's wet cunt. Bonny was still working on Amanda's juicy slot, too. Laura's tongue and Bonny's tongue ran side by side through that slippery pussy gash.
Charles shot in Laura's pussy, hosing her down with his cum.
Robert spurted a load of jism into Amanda's mouth. She gulped down her first load of cum with relish.
Charles' prick was still hard.
And this was no time for soul-searching.
He crawled onto his daughter and rammed his cocklance into her cunt. The big bludgeon shoved Laura and Bonny aside as it surged in. They moved right back, both of them lapping his balls, tonguing his prickshaft as it pulled out, licking at Amanda's cunt lips and cunt together.
What a way to lose my cherry! thought Amanda. What a wonderful way!
A long time and a lot of cum later, the five fuckers rested, all clustered together in a jumble of flesh, cocks and cunts mixed up in a carnal collage.
Amanda told them about the secret mirrors. She would have told them before as mitigating circumstances to lessen her guilt but this was the first time she didn't have a mouthful of cock or cunt. Charles began to laugh. "What's so funny, darling?" Laura asked. "What good are the mirrors?" he said. Laura, who liked the idea, asked, "What do you mean?"
"There's nothing to see," Charles said, grinning. "We're all in the closet!"