Try to deflect

What I wanted to do was pull down dad's pants and do things to his new pussy. My cock certainly wanted to, feeling ready to enter a familiar vagina...

The fact that it was my father made me pause. It was awkward, even if my hand was now penetrating him.

"Let's play more of the game," I said, and grabbed the box with my free hand.

"Top or bottom?" the box asked.

"Uh, top?" I said.

"Mom or dad?" the box asked.

"This is a strange game, honey," dad said.

"Uh, mom," I said, not sure what that meant. But soon I knew: a weight grew on my chest and I found myself looking down at my mother's chest... on me.

"Hey, those are my tits," my dad said.

"You mean mom's tits," I corrected.

"Huh?" dad said. "No, I'm your wife and somehow you have my breasts," he said. I could feel just how wet his pussy was.

Dad took the box. "My turn," he said.