"Would you, Gary?"

Bernie found her voice. "Would you, Gary?" she whispered.

Gary swallowed. His cheeks felt hot. "Okay. Mom?"

Veevee rolled over toward her son and his girlfriend, letting Hank sleep where he lay on the far side of the bed. The summer night had been too warm for covers. Veevee tucked a pillow under her belly to elevate her butt, and parted her knees. "Miss Rosy is ready for her wake-up kisses."

Gary eased behind Veevee's broad, full buttocks, kneeling between her legs. He could feel the warmth of her skin on his face as he gazed into her open pussy lips and the deep pink starburst of her butthole. The smell of her hot pussy right under his nose made him harder, his dick throbbing already with morning wood. A trace of grassy sweetness lingered from the load he'd shot across Mom's butt last night while she was coming with all three holes filled -- Dad's cock in her mouth, Bernie's strap-on in her pussy, and two thumbs up her butt.

"Good morning, Miss Rosy," he greeted her. He cupped his hands over Veevee's warm buttocks and looked over at Bernie's face.

Under a messy mop of curly dark hair, Bernie smiled and nodded. Yes, she mouthed silently.

Gary bent his head to give Miss Rosy her wake-up kiss. Veevee sighed happily. "Yes. Please. More," she said. She wiggled her butt under Gary's mouth. "True love's kiss."

Bernie stifled a giggle.

Just like Mom, Gary thought. But she wasn't wrong. He parted his lips and kissed deeper, tasting the bitter funkiness of her ass.

Bernie reached out a hand and stroked the back of Gary's head several times, pausing to rest her warm hand between his shoulders. She smiled happily, watching her boyfriend give his mother Veevee the same anal tonguing his dad had given last night in the shower, a sexual technique Bernie's mother promoted and enjoyed demonstrating in her Women's Sensuality classes. And Habiba, Bernie remembered. I did this so many times for her.

Veevee trembled as Gary licked her back end. She felt his hands grip her buttocks more firmly. My son IS a butt man, just like his daddy And his girlfriend is even more that way. Who thought that a dykey gal like her...

"Oh!" Veevee said, squirming under Gary's lips and tongue. "Oh honey, oh honey. Miss Rosy is lovin' your wake-up call."

Gary sighed through his nose, making a low hmmmm in reply. Mom's butthole twitched under his lips, almost like kissing back. He could hear her breaths, fast and deep. Her hips were moving in little jolts as he kissed and licked.

"So beautiful," Bernie whispered in Gary's ear. "Thank you." With one warm hand resting on his back, she reached out to grasp her boyfriend's shaft. Warm, big, and firm in her hand, his morning wood hard. It was good for him too. She grinned but held her laughter inside.

Hank shifted on the bed, then settled back to sleep.

"Oh Gary, I want, I want," Veevee said.