You should each have your own title or term or name for that. I, of course, will be ‘dad,’ ‘daddy,’ or ‘papa,’ if you will. They will have... one father and four mothers, none of this auntie business,” I insisted, not wanting any distinction or division within the family line.“Well, bro, I love the way that you think, hon. I can’t wait for you to breed us all, so we can pop out one after another. I also hope that you get Mom somehow. That would be terrific, don’t you agree, especially once Adam. Within seconds, Kevin's hand had grasped one of Sherry's thinly covered breasts. They both moaned when he began to play with the nipple. As their tongues dueled, Kevin began to open her blouse, his fingers shaking as he fumbled with the buttons."Kevin," Sherry sighed into his mouth but she didn't stop him from opening her blouse, all the way down the front.Then he pushed the material aside, freeing her breasts to the cool air inside the dark tunnel. It was hard for Kevin to see them in the dark. “I need some lube,” she said and, mesmerised, I watched her pull her right foot to her own mouth and coat her foot, toes and soles, with saliva. My cock twitched as she put her spit slick foot back on it.“You like that?” she asked and soaked her other foot, then wrapped them both around my stiff cock and started to stroke up and down, with a slow and steady motion. The combination of Rachel wanking me off with her feet and watching her play with her nipples through her t-shirt had me close to. Then with a second spit, he lathered it over my open hole, slipping a finger or two in, trying to make sure I was stretched and wet enough for his huge, thick, dad cock.I again wrapped my legs around his torso and we started kissing again, and I started to feel his cock head stabbing wildly at my ass, looking for my tight asshole. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his massive cock and guided it towards my aching hole and with one sharp push, he entered me again.The sensation was as.