More. More. More cock.

"Vee?" Hank said. "Your call."

Veevee felt Gary's cock rising to full hardness inside her. The seed from her son's first morning ejaculation dribbled down her clit and bush. Bad Veevee crooned a song inside. More, more, more. More. Good Veevee clamored against piling madness on madness. You've done enough, More than enough. But with Gary's cock swelling inside her, Good Veevee clamored in vain.

"You know what I'm gonna say when I'm stuffed full of dick," Veevee said. She let Bad Veevee off the leash to speak her piece. Veevee's tone lowered to a growl. "More. More. More cock." She braced her forearms on the edges of the kitchen sink and let her hips follow the course of her desire, rocking back against Gary's cock. "Oh God. More. Give me more."

Hank eased back a little bit so Gary could move. His still-hard cock was head-deep inside Gary's anal ring. He was a ways off from another climax, but it felt so good being snugly held in Gary's hot ass while Gary started thrusting back at Veevee again. "Give it to your mom, son," Hank said. "That's what she wants."

"More, Gary, more," Veevee urged. "Pump me hard, fill me up."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Gary chanted as he worked up a rhythm. The kitchen echoed with the slap, slap, slap of Gary's belly hitting Veevee's buttocks while Veevee called for more, harder! and Gary's yes, yes, yes trailed away into grunts.

Hank held steady as his son's pumping thrusts drove Gary's anal ring up and down Hank's greased pole.

"Gary baby, Gary," Veevee called out. "Put your thumb on my ass, now."

"Flat of your thumb. Just push on the outside," Hank coached.

Gary slid one thumb between his mother's buttocks above his thrusting cock, found her twitching anal ring, and pressed firmly.

"Oh baby, yes, you got me baby, yes yes YES!" Veevee called out. Veevee's body tensed, her shoulders and ears flushed pink, and her hips rocked, thrusting back hard onto Gary's cock.

"Mom I'm coming, I'm coming!" Gary said. His balls twitched and let loose the first shot of his second load.

"YES!" Gary and Veevee cried out together.

Gary's back arched on the backswing before a wild thrust, pushing Hank off balance so his cock popped out of Gary's ass on the follow-through.

Hank laughed, stepping back to give his wife and son room to slam their naughty bits together at full speed as they climaxed together. He stroked his hard cock, enjoying once again being a witness to Veevee's pleasure. Hank's excitement was heightened by how they had all come together this morning, catching Gary giving it to his mom, pressing his cock on Gary who proved willing, even happy to continue to his climax and after, with Hank's hard cock in Gary's ass helping bring the young man's second erection, and that second go being what Veevee needed to get off.

Happy wife, happy life was one of Hank's firm beliefs.

Hank kept stroking his cock as he watched Veevee and Gary's climaxes rolling on. Their moans softened into sighs. Their thrusts slowed and stopped. Gary leaned over Veevee's back, embracing her from behind. They were both sweaty, panting, with their skin flushed pink on faces, ears, necks and chests.

"I love you, Mom," Gary said.

"I love you too, Gary," Veevee said. "GOD this was crazy. But I'm glad we did it. It felt so good. I loved it when you were coming in me with your dad's cock up your ass. That was WILD."

Gary raised his head. "Thanks Dad," he said. "Love you too. That felt good. Feeling you inside. But you were big."

"So wrong, but so right," Hank said. "I'd ask for a turn somewhere, but you two look plumb fucked out." Hank spat on his hand. Butter and boy butt only worked for so long.

Veevee laughed. "Pretty much. Are you still hard, Hank?"

"Still jacking," Hank said. "You two bucked me right off."

"Off, Gary," Veevee said. "Up, please."

Gary put a hand on Veevee's shoulder, stood straight and turned around. His cock drooped, still big but not hard after two goes. A pearly drop of seed clung to the tip of his half-hooded cock head. He smiled at Hank and gave a sort of aw-shucks shrug. Hank laughed, still stroking his cock while he looked at his naked wife and son.

Veevee pushed up off the kitchen sink and turned around. "Whoa, wobbly legs," she said.

"Here, Mom," Gary said, helping steady her.

"Well, Hank, you are still hard," Veevee said. "Sometimes that second one is harder to shake out. You want any help getting off?"