Erica can handle herself, it's time to have some fun

You decide to worry about Erica later; you want to spend the night at "home," and especially with your new mother. Reaching for the phone in your pocket, you call up Erica.

Erica doesn't waste any time picking up the phone. You can hear the sounds of muffled gunfire, and a lot of yelling... She must be watching an action movie.

"Hey, John! Is there something wrong?"

"Hey Erica," you grin, reminded of how she was the first to easily give in to your commands and wrap her mouth around your cock. You feel your member rise up in response to your imagination and quickly shake your head, reminding yourself of the purpose of the call.

"I'm just letting you know that I'll be spending the night over at someone else's house, so you probably won't have your car until noon or so. Call in sick for work if you have to," you instruct.

You hear a crunch as Erica fills her mouth with popcorn. "Sure, no problem. I'll be here if you need some...relief," she replies with a giggle.

God, your cousin is just so nice, so chill... And the whole sex thing is just icing on the cake.

"Thanks, you're the best. Goodnight," you say, hanging up and pocketing your phone once more. Jumping up and leaving your room, you head downstairs to find your "mother" cooking dinner in the kitchen and your father watching some sports in the living room.

As your apron-clad "mom" happily stirs some kind of stew on top of the stove, you sneak up behind her, pressing your crotch against her ass and wrapping your arms around her waist.

"Oh! Sweetie, how did you like your room? I know it's barebones, but I'm sure once you get settled in we can decorate it for you," she suggests, completely oblivious to the fact that you're grinding against her.

"I think it'll be fine... Well, as long as you and I sleep together tonight," you suggest, leaning forward to nibble on her ear. She lets out a soft moan, which grows louder as you slowly move your hands up to her massive breasts and begin fondling them.

"I think... That would be wonderful, sweetie. I know that your father will be a little sad, but now that you're back we should be spending as much time together as possible, right?"

She definitely got it on point.

You turn your head slightly towards the living room, where your "father" is watching TV, unaware or perhaps just ignoring the fact that his own son is groping and flirting with his wife.

"Hey Dad, you don't mind if Mom sleeps with me every night, do you?" you call out, giving Melanie's tits another squeeze. "Oh, and breastfeeds me, too?"

Greg chuckles and smiles. "Of course, John. You're our son, so we'll take care of you in any way we can."

You hum happily and turn back to Melanie, your probing fingers creeping toward her nipples. You can feel her apron getting damp as her breasts begin to leak. She giggles, enjoying her son's presence, but tries hard to continue focusing on the stove.

Although you didn't necessarily need to get Greg's approval, it's made your plans with Melanie even sweeter. After very little effort, the whole family now revolves around you.