Hank waits for Gary to finish with Veevee

"Don't hold back, hon," Veevee told Gary. "Fast and hard."

"Oh Mom," Gary said. "So goood..."

Hank leaned in the kitchen doorway, watching his son give it to his mother harder and faster than he'd given it to his sister last night. He felt his face and ears flush warm. He liked watching Veevee take cock. Gary's big hard cock was making her moan in rhythm with his thrusts.

But if he knew Veevee, he knew Gary wasn't going to be enough.

Hank watched Gary's balls tighten, nodding. Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen... he counted down silently.

Veevee and Gary strained against each other, fucking hard with Veevee bent over the kitchen sink. She begged him to go harder and faster. Gary did his best. Her voice rose as the slapping noise of their fucking got quicker and louder. Gary's breaths were coming fast and uneven.

Three, two, one... Hank kept counting.

"Mom I'm gonna, I'm gonna," Gary gasped.

"Let it go, baby, let it go," Veevee said.

"Oh God Mom oh AHHHH!" Gary cried out. His hips rocked, smacking his pelvis into Veevee's soft butt with his final thrusts.

"Yes yes yes Gary!" Veevee said. "Fill me up!"

A thick lace of white seed oozed out of Veevee's cunt and dribbled down from Gary's balls.

Hank stood like a statue in the door, his cock hard, seeing Gary jizz his mom full.

"Gary hon," Veevee said. "You better go clean up before we get caught."

Gary eased back, his softening cock plopping out from between Veevee's swollen lips. "Okay," he said. "Thanks."

"No more risky business," Veevee said. "Not until we all have a chance..."

Gary turned round. "Dad!?" he said.

"Oh!" Veevee squeaked. She turned her head around. She was still bent over the sink, her cunt dripping with Gary's seed.

"Uh-huh," Hank said. He cleared his throat.