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As we got closer to the kitchen, the smell of lust and debauchery that spread through the air filled our noses with a strong aroma. By the time we stepped in, we weren't surprised by the scenery that met our eyes. The kitchen was transformed into an orgy playground, with five cocks buried deeply in some holes of the three women there: Mom, the daughter of Dad's friend, and Jasmine, my brother's girlfriend. I wasn't sure why none of the men bothered to drag their fuckholes to the spacious area of the living room, but everyone seemed to be having a good morning, so I'm not complaining.

One thing I don't understand is how Paul was able to get a lovely girl like Jasmine as his girlfriend. At first, I just thought he just brought her home to be a fuck toy for a couple of nights, but when I learned that she was actually his girlfriend, I was genuinely surprised. I wasn't sure what Jasmine saw in him, to be honest. Paul was a little too childish and lazy, in my opinion. But I never heard any complaints from Jasmine about him, so maybe I was just too biased on the goodness of my own boyfriend that I overlooked my brother's growth. Maybe he did matured, or Jasmine helped him change in some capacity. I sincerely hope so. It gives me hope that this little one in my belly won't inherit his father's immaturity. Assuming that DNA test machine was accurate on its analysis. I normally don't bother finding out the father of the baby growing inside me, but that damn commercial had my curiosity. Well, at least the process was free and fun.

"Good morning, everyone." Nicole greeted the people in the room with a bored tone and headed straight to the fridge, trying to find anything to help herself with. Her piss breakfast from me had her satisfied a while ago, but it wasn't enough for a proper meal. I, on the other hand, was well-fed by my boyfriend, and so I just remained in my spot, watching the whole scenery and figuring out whose cock I'll be having this fine morning.

Aaron was no longer with Mom; he and Jasmine were now on the floor fucking in missionary position, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. Jasmine's legs wrapped around Aaron's waist, and judging how tight their embrace was, I could guarantee they were enjoying each other's bodies very much. Meanwhile, Mom was being bent over and ravaged by Dean and Fred. Each of my brothers had their cocks buried deep in Mom's holes. With Dean viciously slamming his cock inside her already cum-filled pussy, which I knew was Aaron's, and Fred dominating her throat. She still donned her apron and remained clutching a spatula in her right hand and a whisk in the other hand. It was clear she hadn't finished making all the pancakes yet, giving me a sign to take over. I frowned, realizing my chance of having my pussy filled with semen before the family breakfast had been ruined by this responsibility. Still, those pancakes won't cook themselves.

But before I approached the three to take over Mom's cooking, I took a glance at Dad and Paul, who were engrossed in double-penetrating the teen Dad brought home. She appeared to be the same age as Nicole. I could tell she wasn't in the mood for this morning's fun as she seemed unfazed by the two cocks drilling both her asshole and cunt. But their hard slamming of her holes did make an impact—on her video call with her friend. She was struggling to hold her phone properly. Also, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had seen her before; I knew it wasn't just a random encounter like the time I was tossed aside at the side of the road after some guy had used my ass and I ended up meeting and conversing with a girl who was disposed the same way I was just seconds after. No, I think I knew her personally, but I just couldn't remember.

"Oh, hey, Nic… *moan*. Did Summer tell you about Logan?" The teen asked Nicole as soon as she noticed her presence, right after ending her video call.

Of course, no wonder she looked familiar; she is Summer's sister. Was Summer's sister, to be exact. She was adopted by Dad's friend a month after he kept her as a toy.

Nicole realized she was the only one wearing clothes in the room and immediately undressed her pajamas. It only took her minimal effort to do so; she simply pulled one shoulder free, and the silky fabric slid down her body, revealing her naked, sexy figure almost instantly. She walked up to the trio and immediately started to engage in a conversation with the teen, talking more about Logan's hospital incident. My theory of Logan's presence in the hospital was proven correct when the teen started the discussion with Dr. Avery's hair being used as a mop by Logan and encouraged the hospital janitors to stop using traditional mops and instead use her mother's face and hair as a more effective cleaning tool. Dad also switched holes, from the teen's ass to Nicole's cunt, as the conversation progressed.

"Is this batter ready, Mom?" I asked, pulling away the whisk from her grip and grabbing the bowl of well-mixed pancake batter. The texture seemed to be just right, but I added a few more whisks to ensure it was perfect. My question was soon answered when Mom lifted her thumbs up, confirming it was ready for cooking.

"Nice bump you got there, sis? Is it mine?" Dean asked me as he reached out to rub my swollen belly. He eventually moved his invading hand to my chest and groped one of my breasts.

"Maybe." I answered him without losing my focus away from the pancake mix. I pretended to be clueless about the identity of my baby's father. I wasn't lying though; I wasn't totally convinced that the DNA test from that machine was accurate despite their claim. Not that I'm refusing to believe the evidences but for me the gangbang I had with random guys has a much greater chance of planting a baby into my womb than a quick fuck with a brother.

"Is it mine, then?" Fred asked as he held Mom's neck tightly, keeping her in place as he began to be more aggressive toward her throat. Mom started retching up a small amount of liquid, but Fred remained unaffected by it.

"I don't know; maybe the two of you are." I lied, hiding a weak smirk. I started heating up the pan and preparing to cook.

"Wait, is that even possible?" Fred asked curiously, in his usual silly tone. "Producing a child from two different sperm sources?"

"No, Fred. I think she meant, twins. One from each of us." Dean explained, copying Fred's silliness.

"Nice!" Dean and Fred said in unison, doing a fist bump.

The three of us laugh at that idea, and I could hear Mom was laughing too despite her awful gagging and vomiting. Dean and Fred weren't that stupid to believe it, but to them, the idea of having twins that have different fathers was cool enough that it deserved a fist bump.

After Dean and Fred were done, they dropped Mom to the floor and went to the living room to watch TV. Mom quickly got on her feet and helped me with the cooking, but she left the pancakes to my care. Instead, she prepared some eggs and bacon and set up her own cooking.

Aaron and Jasmine later joined Dean and Fred in the living room. Jasmine did try to offer us some help, but Mom and I assured her that we had everything under control. Dad and the other three went to shower together, leaving only me and Mom in the kitchen, which helped us a lot. No more disturbance.