Dad's getting some action in the living room

You reach the bottom of the stairs, opening your mouth to start yelling for Mom... But you stop as you hear her voice coming from the living room.

"Are you getting close, Cassidy?"

There's no reply, and as you get closer you hear a wet slapping noise. Rounding the corner, you see Mom kneeling naked beneath the folding "massage" table you bought a couple months ago. It's got a hole in the bottom, allowing your mother to take position below and milk your or Cassidy's cock for some medicine while you relax.

It isn't your brother who's lying on it now, though, despite what Mom just said. Instead, your father is splayed out on the table, gritting his teeth and trying not to make a sound as his bimbofied wife jacks him off. She's licking her plumped-up lips in anticipation, and her fake tits are bouncing with every stroke.

This isn't the first time Dad's taken a turn on the massage table: it's a once-a-week occurrence around here, and you and Cassidy have decided to help him get away with it. **** can only get get you so far, especially given how gullible Mom can be now. You need to provide your father with incentives, or else he might stop paying for her surgeries or interfere with your "high on leisure-fucking, low on actual medication" routine.

So as Mom tries in vain to jack and suck a dose out of a man who can't ejaculate, Cassidy is hiding in the kitchen. He's naked as well, and rock-hard; it seems as though Dad interrupted something in order to take his weekly spin.

Your brother isn't kept waiting for long, though. Dad begins to thrust his hips against the table, and he lets out a low moan. You can tell that he's in the middle of an orgasm, although not one drop of precious cum is dripping into Mom's waiting mouth. Once he's done twitching, he pulls his member up through the hole and waves Cassidy over.

Your brother nods and tiptoes up to Mom, staying just out of her vision; it's a good thing she's so focused on the retreating cock above her.

"What are you--" she begins, but Cassidy interrupts by jumping in place just behind her back. She spins around and comes face-to-face with your brother's erection, which he shoves in her mouth without a word.

You let out a chuckle as you watch the performance. Damn, that's not bad... From her perspective, Cassidy got tired of the handjob, jumped off the table, and went to town.

Better yet, your brother's relentless facefucking keeps Mom distracted as Dad climbs down and sneaks off into the hallway... Where he nearly runs into you.

"Ah--Oh, uh... Morning," he whispers, giving you a wide berth as he runs off to get dressed.

You smile and nod, then enter the living room.