The share a bed and each other for several days actually.

When John woke up, it was to the smell of breakfast being cooked. He saw that Amber was still out cold, so he put on some shorts and walked into the kitchen.

He found Kira making some bacon and eggs, and frying some potatoes. They had some coffee and ate breakfast together letting their daughter sleep off what they knew was a very emotionally and physically draining event.

"So how was it for you dad"? Kira asked cheerfully, she didn't like sharing but this had needed to happen, for them to not be alone.

Her dad blushed a bit, "About as good as it was when you were with her?" But John knew better, "I suppose this particular event is pretty special."

"She is going to want to go again, dad, and you know she is going to get pregnant," Kira replied. "I would like to have a turn as well with you, and maybe this would be the right time for us to have another child, what do you think?"

John sipped his coffee and smiled, "You ready to go again? What if it is a boy this time?"

"Dad, I know what it would mean, I would do what needed to be done, I have before," Kira replied. "But we have been here a while, you know it is time to move on, and that means we are on a clock."

John smiled, he loved how bright his daughter was. He hadn't even considered it, life had been good in the secluded little farm they lived on, but it was time.

They would be crossing a national border, maybe more than one, and doing so with two beautiful daughters was dangerous. Doing so with two beautiful daughters who were at a later stage of pregnancy or with young children would be much harder.

It would need to be soon.

The trouble now was that communications were harder than ever. The last of the old satellite network was gone, cell phones no longer worked, and sending mail the old fashioned way had become hit and miss at absolute best.

Kira brought a large ledger over to the table and sat next to her dad, and they began looking through it for a property they could move to. She held her father's hand and kissed it as they ate their breakfast and looked for a place to live.

Amber woke up to the smell of breakfast got dressed, and found her mom and dad eating breakfast while looking through an old ledger.

She saw the two of them and something stirred in her, she wanted to fuck both of them again, but she was also hungry, it could wait that long. Not all day, but she could satisfy one hunger at a time.

Kira saw her daughter, "good morning sleepyhead, have some food, it will help to clear your head." She said in a cheerful tone, knowing well how Amber was feeling.

John's eyes followed his daughter over to the counter where the food was, following her beautiful ass, which was straining the boy short style underwear she was wearing. It was a pleasant sight, and he felt his cock twitch. He looked back at Kira and saw that she had noticed his lingering gaze.

She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "You dirty old man." She put her hand on his hard cock under the table, not surprised he was hard. "I am glad you never quite have enough of a good thing."

She hopped up and gave her daughter Amber a tight hug from behind, and a quick squeeze of both breasts, "How did you sleep, honey?" She asked in a sweet voice.

Amber put her plate down and turned to face her mom, she could feel the sexual want in her mom, she could smell it. "Not bad at all mom," she replied, her lips almost touching her mother's, she then reached out and they shared a deep kiss.

So breakfast was on hold, as they were in the bedroom again within a minute, all three naked. This time however they had a proper threesome. John alternated fucking his daughters, with his cock in one or the other. He had his mouth on the other, their mouth, their pussy, and their breasts.

The two beautiful women were also fucking each other.

When their dad's cock left one of them, the other would suck it briefly before welcoming it into their own body. They also both ate a lot of pussy that morning, it was a wonderful experience for all three.

When he came, John emptied himself into Kira, who howled as she usually did, the release of emotional and sexual energy. As Amber saw this, she marveled at actually feeling the energy being released, she wanted some.

She kissed her mother deeply, and then as her dad started to fade, she pulled him off, sitting on his cock as he continued to cum, and her father responded, grabbing her hips and holding her tightly as he finished his orgasm, and suddenly the felt the explosion of sexual energy again, the powerful orgasm from the night before returned.

As her father held on to her beautiful ass for dear life, Amber dove between Kira's legs and ate her out, tasting the mixture of both of their fluids, tasting both her mother and father's cum.

All three were in the same sexual moment, all three shared a powerful orgasm.

When Amber woke up, her dad's cock was still inside of her. She wigged off of him, and admired his body, he was well put together, and hardly looked thirty. Her eyes focused on his now soft cock, but it was still a wonderful sight to see, she gently put it in her mouth, just in case any of his fluids still remained.

He never stirred from his sleep, neither did her mother, but his cock did, growing hard as Amber worked on it with her mouth.

She sucked on it for a few minutes, gently, not trying to wake him, and his body delivered, with him orgasming in his sleep. Amber sucked his beautiful cock until it was soft again, feeling another orgasm as she did. It started when his cum touched her tongue, and stayed with her as his cock softened.

As she rose, she didn't bother to get dressed, but she noticed she wasn't hungry, just thirsty. What was happening to her body? She felt great, better physically than she ever had before. She looked out of the window as she sat down to a glass of water, and heard something, then found it with her eyes, focusing on what looked like a songbird and her chicks in a nest in a tree, maybe a half-mile away.

How had she heard them or seen them? It didn't seem possible. As she drank her water she started flipping through the old book her parents were reading and noticed it was a listing of properties, and she realized what they were doing.

They had spoken of moving, it must be time to move again. As she flipped through the listings she noticed a good number in France, a couple not too far from Paris, one within Paris.

As she did this, Amber fiddled absentmindedly with a scar on her finger, as she often did, and noticed the texture had changed. She looked and saw it was smaller. How odd.

The next few days went pretty much like this, with John and his daughters fucking in a three-way several times per day. They did eat, but not a lot as it seemed the sex was enough to satisfy their physical hunger somehow, and John alternated as best he could between cumming in Kira and cumming inside of Amber.

When they finally discussed the book, which sat on the table unmoving for much of the three days, Amber raised the idea of Paris, a place she had always wanted to live. Supposedly one of the most romantic places in the world, and one of the more open.

France, the birthplace of the word menage a trois, the word for a household of three people sharing sexual relations, which fit them. France, which had been known for being very open to homosexuality and even **** in the past, it seemed the best place to settle.

They soon agreed on moving to a house they owned in a residential part of Paris, with a large lot big enough for a garden. John hoped that his most recent caretakers had taken care of the place, and saw that the taxes were still being paid on the property. It should work just fine.

The one thing Amber asked for was a little bit more time. When asked why she was blunt, there were female friends and other women she knew who she had always wanted to fuck, she wanted to go out on a high note.

She promised John that she would be discreet, and he gave her two weeks to get any action she could.

Amber felt good about her chances, it was going to be a good two weeks.