The Family Bull, Finale

"C'mon Uncle Elmer ... I've always wanted a baby brother, give me a baby brother," Carrie cooed into Elmer's ear as he fucked Abby. Both Carrie and Abby were off the pill. Carrie wanted her and Abby to both carry Elmer's seed. But Carrie's would have the Zimmer name. Then it'd truly be the Zimmer family. Elmer huffed, the old bull exerting himself to the ****, fucking Abby's hungry cunt. Abby shouldn't be this wet. Her daughter was being so wicked right now. Elmer roared, pushing his cock in to the hilt as he started to cum, seeding Abby's 43 year old pussy. Carrie moaned into his ear.

"Take him to the bathroom, mom. And make sure he's ready for me later, hm?"

***

While Elmer and Abby showered, Willie gave Carrie a massage.

"You sure about this, Carrie?" Carrie sat up, kissing Willie sweetly on the cheek.

"I've never been more sure, Grandpa. That old bull has been spilling his seed so much, but no one to take his name. The first time he fucked me, he said it was fate. And it is."

Elmer and Abby came into the room. Elmer was hard again. Carrie saw with satisfaction that Abby had gotten him hard with her mouth, as his cock and balls were coated in lipstick kisses.

"I'm ready, princess," Elmer said, walking over to her oiled body.

"Then let the bull breed," Carrie said, winking at him, legs parting. He climbed above her, pushing his cock inside her.

"Mmm yeah, Uncle Elmer," Carrie cooed. Abby watched them, uncertain, but she had to do her part.

"Mmm, c'mon baby," Abby said. "I want grandkids. I want our family lineage to be yours, all yours."

Elmer grunted, thrusting in and out of Carrie, sweat rolling down his face as he fucked for all he was worth. Those enormous balls were popping Carrie's ass. They were both moaning now, caught up in a wave of lust.

"Yesssss, cum in me," Carrie whimpered. Elmer obliged, shooting his cum right into her womb. If he did his job right, he bred two women on a single day.

***

He did do his job right. Nine months later, Abby had her late surprise - William Hall. And just down the hall, Carrie had her ardent wish - Elmer Zimmer, Jr. Followed by six more Zimmer children over the next fifteen years. All of them with bright red hair. Willie did most of the traditional father activities. You did most of the motherly duties, letting Carrie focus on Elmer. Although Carrie did soften up as the years went by, pegging you more regularly, and letting you sleep in the adjacent bedroom when Willie went to the nursing home. By the time Elmer died, Carrie was 55. You thought perhaps she'd let you fuck her again -- but instead she was eyeing up her youngest's frat boy friends. Once a bull hunter, always a bull hunter, you thought with a smile.