Meeting the Family

You walk inside, Blue hanging off your arm still in a post-orgasmic stupor. Inside, Pink and her Aunt take their shoes off. It seems they've kept to at least that much of their traditions, so you follow suit and walk into the house on bare feet, following the swaying of their asses. While Auntie has put her thong bikini bottoms on, the sight reminds you that you've been balls deep in both their backdoors within the last hour. You're already hardening at the thought of what you'd like to do with the trio.

"Hello!" calls an unfamiliar woman's voice ahead of you. You look up to find a man and a woman drinking coffee in the kitchen, greeting your two bimbofied beauties without batting an eye lid.

"Hi Mom! Hi Dad!" says Blue from your side, "this is, um... John. He gave us a really great fucking at the park, so we've brought him home for more. That's not a problem is it?"

"No, of course not," supplies the man, "Pleased to meet you." Blue's father is a slightly stern looking Asian man in his forties. His wife is short, and compared to her sister she's very plain and flat chested. She's not ugly or anything, but she's so slim while her sister is a walking wet dream, all curves from her bulging tits to her big ass. The contrast in clothes doesn't help - house dress and flats against a thong and high wedged sandals. Even Auntie looks natural when compared to the kids though. The cousins' bodies are almost identical, each with a slim waist an a small but rounded bubble butt, any elegance in their bodies thrown almost completely off balance by their massive breast implants.

Not that you're complaining as Blue pushes hers against your arm. You idly begin groping her ass as you ask,

"So, shall we take this upstairs?