“Wow, so that is what it is like,” she said as a second and third shot of cum hit her hand and arm.Then I felt her press her legs tightly against ...my hand. I looked up, “did I hurt you?” She shook her head no and closed her eyes as I knew she was cumming on my hand.I heard the bathroom door knob turn and was pulled my mind out of that tender moment that had taken place 50 years ago. Pinkie came out of the bathroom carrying a glass of water and wearing the prettiest bra and panty set I had ever. I went back and forth, multiple times, and made him belt out multiple moans in the process.“Oh, my god, mom, you are a goddess,” Travis mentioned.After another minute, he fell onto his back.“Seriously, I can certainly see why this is illegal. Incestuous sex is just so fucking good, it's too good for it to be legal,” I explained.I got on the bed with him, and we just laid there for a minute. I knew I was in the middle of blowing him, but I wanted to cuddle.“So, when I get pregnant, do you want a. "I mean I really am sorry sweetheart," my father said sounding more sympathetic.I wriggled in my seat. Ethan kept looking at me. "But Em is ok dad," Ethan said happily.I tried not to smile.After breakfast, I offered to wash the dishes. Ethan offered to help me. My mom was a bit shocked but delighted to let us volunteer.My parents had gone off to the living room to enjoy more coffee and read the Sunday paper as always. I rinsed the dishes while Ethan loaded them in the dishwasher. After all. I settled in, put the kettle on to make some coffee. Coffee after work always motivated me to get all the little things done around the house and getting supper on the go. While the water was heating up, I turned on my laptop and got some tunes going. It was shaping up to be a decent night, the only thing missing was a little love from my loves. A few hours later, coffee and supper was made and enjoyed, I heard a notification from my computer. I had already heard back from Sarah and made plans.