As their mother sank down onto Kurumi's cock, both of them let out moans of pleasure. She rode him slowly at first, savoring the sensation of being filled by her son once more. His hands found purchase on her hips, guiding her movements as he began to thrust up into her in time with her rhythm.

Their lovemaking was punctuated by their mother's soft moans and gasps as she felt Kurumi's cock slide in and out of her wetness.

"Oh, baby..." their mother gasped, arching her back against him as another wave of pleasure washed over her. She increased the pace of their coupling, meeting his thrusts with equal vigor. The slap of flesh on flesh filled the air and echoed through the kitchen.

As they neared orgasm, Kurumi's grip tightened on his mother's hips, his fingers digging in as he tried to hold back for just a moment longer.

she commands. Your sister obediently opens her mouth wide and takes your cock into her warm mouth, sucking softly at the sensitive head as she begins to clean you off. Her tongue swirls around the shaft, lapping up every last drop of your cum.

You watch with satisfaction as your sister services you in this way, knowing that she has learned her lesson. Your mother stands nearby, occasionally reaching out to stroke one of your thighs or run her fingers through your hair.

"Oh?" your mother says with a raised eyebrow. "And who's going to discipline you for disobeying and trying to take control from me?" She steps closer to you, her chest heaving as she pants slightly from arousal.

Your sister looks torn between obeying you and respecting her mother. After a moment's hesitation, she steps forward and places a hand on each of your mother's upper arms, holding her steady as you position yourself behind her. "I-I'm sorry, Mom,"

The policeman steps inside and looks around suspiciously. "Danny," he says sharply. "Your mother called us here because she thinks you're involved in some illegal activities." Your heart drops into your stomach as the officer continues to interrogate you. "Is this true?"

You look at your sister, who's hiding behind the kitchen counter, then back at the policeman. You don't know what to say...

"Well," says the officer, narrowing his eyes. "Perhaps we should search the house." He motions for one of his colleagues to follow him as they begin searching your rooms and the rest of the house. You feel a cold sweat breaking out on your forehead as you watch them move closer and closer to where your sister is hiding.

After what seems like an eternity, the officer finally finds her and drags her out from behind the counter. "What's she doing here?" he demands.

Finally, unable to hold back any longer, your mother pushes you onto the bed beside her sister, straddling your hips as she takes control of the situation. She guides your cock to her aching pussy and sinks down onto it, moaning deeply. The sensation of having both of you inside her at once is overwhelmingly pleasurable, and she starts moving her hips in a rhythm that drives you both wild with desire.

The three of you are locked together now, a tangled mess of limbs and sweaty skin. Your sister watches as their mother rides them both, using your bodies to pleasure herself in ways she never thought possible. As the tension builds inside her, she reaches out to touch herself, needing release just as badly.

Your mother arches an eyebrow in curiosity, waiting for you to continue.

"Oh, honey,"

your mother says with a chuckle as she sits down across from you at the table, "it's not that your father isn't enough. It's just that we all enjoy each other so much."

She takes a bite of her own pancake, closing her eyes in pleasure before continuing.

"Besides, it keeps things interesting for everyone involved. We're not a typical family, are we?"

Your mother's words only serve to further arouse you.

"Oh, he's probably still asleep,"

your mother replies nonchalantly, taking another bite of her food.

"He's not a morning person, unlike some of us."

She shoots you a playful wink, clearly referencing your own early awakening and arousal.

"It's okay though, he'll join us once he wakes up. If he even wants to join us at all..."

She trails off, leaving the implication hanging in the air. It seems your father might not always participate in these intimate family moments. But you're not sure yet how you feel about that.