More than kissing the cook? Sure

"I'd like to watch you with your mom. Is that okay?" Bernie said quietly in Gary's ear. She gently squeezed his erect shaft under the breakfast table, feeling the first drops oozing from the tip.

Veevee broke the kiss and swallowed her half of the breakfast sausage. "I'd love your girlfriend to watch us together," Gary's mom said. "If you want to do more than kiss the cook."

Gary looked at his mom, then his girlfriend. "S-sure," he said. "Yeah. Actually. Sure."

"Let's take this somewhere more comfortable, then," Veevee said. She stepped away to untie her KISS THE COOK apron, her too-short nightshirt giving Bernie and Gary a flash of her broad, bare buttocks as she bent to tuck it into a drawer.

Bernie felt Gary's cock pulse in her hand as he saw his mom's swollen pussy lips. "Does that make you think of last night?" she whispered in Gary's ear.

"Yeah," he said. His mom had been bent over under the running shower. Her pussy had welcomed his dad's cock for a few strokes, then sat exposed, her labia pink and swollen between the dripping tails of her bush, while Hank had penetrated her ass.

"C'mon, up, up!" Veevee said, gesturing to Gary and Bernie. "Follow me."

Chapter break for options about where (living room? Gary's room?) and what, or whether we change to Lil's or Hank's PoV.