Now Fred was an okay guy to me and they seemed to get along pretty well. One night Fred and mom had gone out drinking. They came home and went to stra...ight to mom's room and started fucking. I listened for a few minutes thru the wall and they sounded more active than normal so I decided to peak in the partly open door. Fred had a cam corder and was trying to film himself fucking my mom. It was a little funny watching these two drunks trying to have sex and film it. Fred saw me and yelled at me. Zed found the side door unlocked and quietly walked in. He followed the sound of the shower until he entered Cindy's bedroom. He stood behind the door watching her shower. As she turned her back and rinsed her face in the water. He moved into the doorway. He took her towel that was laying on the sink and flipped it on to the bed, where Cindy had her clothes laid out. He then stood in the doorway watching as Cindy bent over to turn the water off. Zed's eyes were focused on her ass, he couldn't. He resolved to ignore the visitors. It was his Mum he had to be concerned with as she was the one who was about to discipline him. She spanked hard, that he knew. She had a knack of using the hairbrush in such a way that he always cried. The cane was used less often but as it was placed on the floor in front of him he knew this would be one of those occasions. He feared the cane as it was just so painful, but the stinging feeling afterwards was always enjoyable. As he pondered those pleasant. She pulled her own slick fingers out of it and spread her long legs wider. Then Joy felt her uncle knock her ass forward with his hips. The move made her mouth splash into her mother's splayed cunt. Dee at once began to slap her wet pussy up against Joy's face."Lick me, Joy, I need it so bad! Lick me, baby!" she whispered."Kiss your mother's cunt," her uncle murmured, fucking her faster.Her father finally notices Joy. Beyond his cocksucking sister's face, he saw Joy slurping into his wife's.