The meddling kids...

"Aunt Gertruda, please don't do this with the uncle's leg, cousin Marianna, please put the dress back on... Oh, thank God, Faustina, here you are", Romea pushed her way through the guests clasped in lustful embrace. Most families' members got rid of a large proportion of their clothes in preparation for the orgy. The **** did their job, depriving the throng of self-awareness, and exaggerating their primitive nature overwhelmed by animal instincts.

"I don't know if it's thanks to God or the Horned One ...", Miss Benvolio replied defiantly, as she watched the topless Tybalt disappearing in the cloakroom, "I was lucky not to drink during the toast."

"Have you seen my mom or Lord Caput? If some paparazzi take photos of them in a state like this, the scandal will kill them both ... perhaps even literally", Rome dodged a shot in the eye of some distant aunt on her paternal side, who just climaxed in front of her sight.

"I checked the kitchen, storage room, back room, flower room, and the second floor. They are nowhere to be found", Julius appeared by surprise next to the bridesmaid and the bride, panting like a locomotive. His gaze revealed that he had seen more this evening than a healthy mind could comprehend.

"There is still a garden to survay!", Romea pulled her husband by the hand, and they both burst out through the glazed patio doors. Together they searched the thickets and nooks and crannies, and when couple were about to give up, they suddenly heard familiar gasps and splashes.

Lord Caput and Lady Montane were joined in amazon position, the man on the top and the bride's mother on the bottom. Julius's father pumped the woman manly, as if it weren't her manhood that kept digging into his channel of pleasure. He had a masculine flair and even gallantry in kissing, which completely deprived Lady Montane of her senses. It also deprived their children of the desire to see.

"Ah ... Annett and I rethought our animosities once more, and concluded that we were too childish in the face of your happiness, my dear kids", Lord Caput perfectly concealed that he had just came. His ability to keep himself serious was as remarkable as his dedication to riding the Romea's mother.

"Oh yes ... now that you both inherit the legacy of both families, our disagreements are not really relevant", Lady Montane's hands pressed her lover's hips tighter, as she allowed herself a shot inside of him, "As one house, we will be able to do much more."

The happy couple did not know if parents' hormones, pheromones, **** brains, or the hunger for power were speaking through them. They were sure of only one thing, they had to erase this cursed image from their heads.