She turned the faucet all the way over to the right, causing the showerhead to spew the warm water faster. She closed her eyes, allowing the refreshing stream to wash away all the sweat and fatigue that had resulted from their intense sex all morning. Uroko couldn't help but smile as she felt a faint nudge against her ass. She couldn't help herself from teasing that protruding nudge by swaying her hips gently, as Naruto's arms rested on the wall, on either side of her.

"You don't tire that easily, do you?" she asked, as Naruto nibbled on the soft skin of her shoulder. His hands moved off the wall, and gripped her tightly. She felt him squeeze her breasts, before circulating all across her front.

"Not until I clean that part." she held his hand firmly before his fingers could touch her pussy. He groaned in response, satisfying himself with her giant breasts.

"You know, mom," he spoke gently, his dick still ramrod straight against her ass, "I don't know how to explain the things we did to Yakumo."

Uroko ran her hands along her head, washing her long red hair. "Honey, if I knew that you'd be cheating on Yakumo, would I have done all of this to you?"

It was a valid point, but it had only dawned upon him now, that what they'd done was a very serious matter. Perhaps it was the wash of plentiful warm water.

"You must never think of Yakumo as your girlfriend, or as your future wife. What she is, is your sibling."

Naruto would never have thought of Uroko's wisdom about an hour ago when she was greedily drinking his cum. It made the red-haired woman in front of him look even more beautiful.

"Sex is complicated, partly because of our opinions on it. If you have sex with someone, then that someone automatically becomes a very close person to you. That's bullshit." she lathered the bar of soap in her hands, before applying it on her shoulders and armpits. "Sex is merely a medium of communication, a means of relaying your emotions. It helps you to flush out negative emotions and thoughts."

Naruto nodded, realizing the truth in her words.

She turned around, and burst out laughing. "Oh please, that serious look doesn't suit you at all." She handed him the bar of soap. "Here, I know you'd love to lather it on my breasts."

He elaborately spread the foam on her breasts, while she used the soap to lather his chiseled body.

"What are we now? What are you to me?" Naruto asked, his tone grave and doubtful. She softened, feeling his anxiety, and unexpectedly hugged him. She held him for a while, her hands massaging his back, leaving traces of soap in the fingers' path.

"I am your mother, but more than that, I'm a friend. If ever you feel that you need me to relax yourself, or to open yourself to me, then you can see me anytime you want. As for Yakumo, I'll explain everything to her - she's a mature girl." she rested her head on his chest.

"Thank you...mom." he hugged her back.

"Well honey, it's just that your dick isn't allowing me to -" he awkwardly stepped back, causing her to giggle.

"Heh, this has been hard for quite some time."

"You're endurance is remarkable." she joked. "Here, scrub my back and maybe I'll allow you to fuck me in the ass again."

"I will," he pressed her back, "if you bend over, and hold onto the wall."

"Naughty bastard." she teased, as she complied. The curvature of her slender back increased, as she held onto the wall, still getting drenched, anticipating his dick.

His soapy hands slipped up and down her back, before holding onto her waist. She knew what was coming. Separating her asscheeks, he slowly shimmied his entire dick inside her, causing her to open her mouth and gape. It felt like a rod that had been inserted into her back, impeding her movement. He hadn't gone 10 inches deep, ever. She could almost feel his balls against her ass.

"What - the hell.." she winced. But she grinned despite the pain - finally, a partner that could cater to her craziness, who wasn't Anko for a change.

Naruto began thrusting wildly. Perhaps the warmth inside of her had turned him on. She felt him apply soap in bizarre patterns on his back, and figured that it was driving him crazy. After all, a shower often turned men on far more than even the sight of a nude woman.

"Mom..." he gritted his teeth, as he clenched her strong thighs.

"Yeah?" she moaned, her fingers struggling to clench the wet wall.

"I'm about to cum.." he protested. In response, Uroko clenched her ass tightly, taking him aback She held his dick that way for a while.

"We can't have you cum so soon, and I know you won't cum enough following all of what we did in the morning. In the meantime," she looked back at him with a jovial frown, "how about you soap me more."

He bent forward, chuckling. "Sure", he assured her, as he spread the foam on her back and her shoulders. His hands slipped down to her front, pressing her breasts as he slovenly lathered soap. His hands traversed her skin down to her thighs, before circling her waist. When he got to her ass, he couldn't hold it anymore.

She felt him massage her buttocks, and soap her thighs. That was all she felt before the thrusts restarted.

"Hey.." she started, only to invite faster pumps.

"Please, I can't hold it in anymore."

She smirked, as she felt herself get taken by his enthusiastic thrusts. She felt something him remove his dick for a while to apply some soap on the lining, before continuing with the incessant pace. The occasional groans and moans were supplemented by the period squelches of lubricated flesh. He suddenly stopped dead, before leaning forward.

"Cumm - ing." he whispered, as he clutched her breasts. She felt the warm deluge shoot into her anus, and drip out slowly. He panted as he let go, his penis finally bowing slightly.

"You know, it's probably unhealthy that you cum so much every day." she complained, as she grabbed the showerhead, directing it to her rear, diluting and washing away the semen. Naruto scrubbed his shoulders and neck clean.

"Well, it's not like I can help it." he answered, tongue in cheek. Uroko washed her vagina, gently cleaning her labia. He rinsed his arms. She playfully directed the nozzle at his face, causing him to cower.

"Let's put this back up here," she placed the showerhead on top of the wall. "Here, I'll wash your dick."

"I'm sorry?" he jovially asked.

"I'm serious, let me clean it for you."

She softly lathered soap on his balls and his groin, while the deluge of water washed it away. She then applied it on his head, before gently folding the skin back as much as it could go, allowing water to wash it up. She felt the skin tense and run warm, but didn't react.

"Damn, I'm getting hard again."

She began to pump his penis, using both hands to do so, slowly and while applying pressure. It was an elaborate action, only twice as difficult for Naruto to bear. She could see his balls tense up, and realized that he was not only rock-hard, but that he was close.

Abruptly, he held her shoulders and attempted to lift her. "I want to do you against the wall.." he begged.

"No, I just cleaned my pussy." she kneeled and gripped his penis. "Here, I'll blow you one last time." She slid the rod in her mouth, skillfully using her tongue to tease his head. A moment later, he'd grabbed her red head, and was thrusting into her mouth, completely overridden by the passion of the flesh. She held back tears as she fought the gag reflex, lidding his dick using her lips. The dick fully locked in position, he sighed contentedly as he emptied his load, now a fraction of what he could ejaculate earlier that morning, into her ever-welcoming throat. He held it there for a moment to look down at the pretty lady below him, as she opened her mouth to reveal the cocktail of semen and saliva in it.

She turned the hairdryer on, blowing her red hair in a rush of warmth. It blew at Naruto's hair lightly, while he tied his bathrobe firmly.

"While it's fine for you to depend on me, don't get hooked." she warned, breaking the silence.

"Sure but, did it seem that way to you?" he asked, concerned.

"No, not at all. The thing is, I'm a woman heading to menopause soon. You ought to be in close relationships with younger girls more often."

He looked down. It seemed all of a sudden that she was an unapproachable person. He felt wistful, as though she'd been his partner for long.

"Gosh, you take everything so seriously." she joked as she began combing her hair. "My point is, you can always come to me if you wish to release your emotions, and be with me. But don't prioritize seeing me over them."

He nodded in comprehension.

"That of course means that I come and see you whenever I feel the need." she ended on a jovial note as she went past him.

Yakumo bit her pen as she arranged the pamphlets in her bag, while searching for her notebook. Retrieving it, she bent down to keep the bag under her chair.

"Excuse me, is anyone sitting next to you?"

Yakumo looked up to see a pretty girl, with red hair. Well, it wasn't exactly as red as hers, maybe a tinge darker. She had a sweet face, and she smiled beautifully.

"No, do sit with me!" she offered politely.

"What's your name?" the other girl asked her as she sat down on the folding chair. "I'm Amaru by the way, Medic-in-Training 2nd Class."

"Oh, you're new here! My name is Yakumo Murakumo."

Amaru refrained from revealing her surname, and felt awkward when Yakumo revealed hers. It brought memories of being ostracized, memories she preferred not to relive.

"So, are you here to visit?" Yakumo asked. "I've never seen you before."

"Oh, I'm a part of a delegation from the Sky Country. I'm here with my teacher, Shinno."

"That's cool. And MiT-2C? You must have just started."

"Well, I've been studying medicine for 4 years, but its a traditional school of medicine. Hence, I don't know much about medical ninjutsu, which is more modern."

"Ah, I see."

Amaru glanced at Yakumo's ID. It was orange.

Trainee Doctor. She's quite experienced, she thought.

"Well, what department do you work in?" Yakumo asked.

"I'm currently in the Forensic Analysis Wing." Amaru replied. "I am interested in the human anatomy."

"Oh that's great. I'm at the Therapeutic Research Wing."

"What do you research?"

"The effects of sex on medicine." she answered in a deadpan tone. Amaru had to confirm that she'd heard right.

"Se-x?"

Yakumo chuckled. "That's the first response that I get from nearly everyone."

Amaru blushed a deep crimson hue. "But - how is it that sex even has any effects?"

"Well, during sex there's an increased heart flow and higher levels of hormones. I'm focusing on the binding capacity of medicines to cells, and my thesis seems to suggest that having sex while taking medications can potentially increase the efficiency of the medicine."

"But talking about sex like that.." Amaru hushed. She didn't quite fathom how easy-going Yakumo was about this. Amaru recalled the first time she'd even heard about the word. A phony Shaman priest had promised to get rid of her illness with a "personal session." He'd proceeded to rape her in the dingy "operation theatre", filled with creepy dolls and long needles. What was the child to know about such things as rape and sexual harassment? She explained later on that the man had put a finger-like thing inside her butt. Only time taught her how she'd been abused, and it was all thanks to Shinno that she had become a new person.

"That's a stereotype. You obviously think that sex is taboo, done only between married couples, don't you?" Yakumo eyed her. Amaru nodded, adding, "If it's done otherwise, it counts as rape."

"You're wrong about "if it's done otherwise", because 2 people who don't even wish to love each other, or see each other as a spouse, can opt to have sex."

"But it's wrong."

Yakumo recalled her relationship with Naruto. All that they'd done, the trio of them (with Ido too). As siblings, to have sex was incest, a major taboo. But that was a perverse view of sex.

"Sex is a means of conversating, and communicating. It allows both partners to expel their emotions. And the reason I say that, is because I fuck a guy who I most certainly am not going to marry, or date." she laughed at Amaru's wide eyes.

"Of course, both partners need to consent. And they do need to have trust. But those are the only clauses."

"So, what do you think about polyamory?" Amaru shot back.

"It's perfectly normal if someone would like to communicate with numerous partners - I think its fun if you do it all at once." the lewd statement made Amaru blush once more. "As long as the person has not vowed to remain faithful as a wife or a husband."

"Your views are interesting." Amaru spoke thoughtfully.

"It seems as though you don't have a sex life." Yakumo quipped, enjoying Amaru's awkwardness.

"We-ll," she smiled uneasily, "I haven't found the right person."

"I hope you do find the right person soon enough. But you've got to be more open-minded about sex."

"Yes, well your views are interesting. And speaking about finding - do you know where the Lab is?"

"Yeah, it's straight down the hallway in the left atrium. You taking a blood test?"

"No, it's actually a DNA test - to verify my Uzumaki lineage."

Yakumo was stunned at the mention of Naruto's surname. "D-do you think you're an Uzumaki? I mean, why would you just take the test?"

"I think so, because of the color of my hair. I've been told I have the innate vitality of an Uzumaki in my chakra."

The village had long searched for compatible Uzumaki partners for Naruto. The only apparent candidate so far, Karin, had become infertile thanks to Orochimaru's experiments on her. If Amaru were indeed an Uzumaki, then Yakumo knew that the village would seize the opportunity for the rebuilding of the clan.

With a virgin like her? Yakumo thought. Impossible. She's got a huge ass that's probably bigger than Megumi's but - God, what am I even thinking?!

Yakumo looked forward to see the 5th Hokage climb to the stage to deliver the lecture from the dais.

There's no way she'd be in bed with Naruto. I'll make that certain.

"But that's going too far!" Yakumo protested, sulking. She was clearly angry that Uroko had been banged by Naruto, even more so because apparently her mom had made the advances.

"Exactly how do you say that so confidently?" Uroko asked pointedly. "If his foster mom fucking him is bad enough, what can I say about his stepsister doing that?"

Sisters, a voice in her head warned.

"It's wrong but, we're just trying to have fun!" she defended.

"You are trying to bond."

Yakumo considered this in silence.

"The reason why you feel this way about Naruto, why you fantasize about fucking him and even act like you own him, is because you've bonded deeply."

"And if you come in, that gets spoilt!" she spoke mindlessly. She rested her face on her palms, looking down at the floor.

She's fallen for him, Uroko noted. She put her hand on her daughter's back.

"You musn't view sex as such a narrow affair. Do you think, for instance, that you'd be allowed to have Naruto, your own step-brother, all to yourself?"

It made sense, but she couldn't accept it yet.

"Sex, as I've taught you before, is an act of communication and bonding. We often express a lot even without saying a word. But after sex, all of our worries, tensions and fears drift away."

"I apologize," she continued, "if this hurt you. But I needed someone, and so did he. It's that simple."

"But you're so old, and -"

"Hey, excuse me one second!"

"I'm sorry," Yakumo smiled weakly, "but you're my mom, aren't you?"

Uroko gave a naughty grin.

"If I make you cum, you'll take that back and let me into one of your late-night orgies."

"And if you don't?"

"I won't touch Naruto." Uroko said matter-of-factly.

Yakumo squirmed, teeth gritted as her nails dug deep into the sofa.

"Now now, honey, close your eyes. Or do you want a blindfold?" Uroko teased as she wagged her tongue, licking Yakumo's erect nipple. She sucked at it, before licking her way down to her abdomen.

Make her cum? No, Uroko had ended up making Yakumo scream.

A distant lick of her pussy brought new waves of ecstasy to Yakumo.

"Shall I?"

Yakumo bit her lip as she nodded.

"I can't hear you..." Uroko trailed, sinking her teeth softly into the hypersensitive skin.

"Pleease - "

"Hmm, you aren't too loud. Let's see if I can help out." without warning, she thrust her tongue into her vagina, lips suckling the glistening folds of wet skin. Yakumo squealed with pleasure.

"Much better." Uroko whispered, as she lapped greedily at Yakumo's pussy. Uroko lifted herself up, sliding on top of Yakumo once more.

"Naruto will be back in 30 minutes... won't he have a pleasant surprise when he sees us like this." she sucked lazily at her teats. Her mouth busy with one nipple, her hand stimulated the other. Done groping, she propped herself up once more, licking and kissing her soft neck, causing Yakumo to embrace her, and wrap her legs around Uroko's.

"I want you to imagine Naruto fucking you." she whispered, kissing her square on the lips. Yakumo's eyes shot open with a jolt when she felt Uroko's fingers in her pussy. She had inside 2 fingers, and was withdrawing and thrusting her hand periodically. "What would you say then?"

"Fast-er.. Nawrutoo." she mumbled.

Uroko bit her nipple, putting 3 fingers in this time. "Shall I go faster?"

Yakumo winced, nodding. Her hand slapped against her body faster.

"I'm putting an extra finger." Uroko warned, burying her face in her cleavage. Yakumo exhaled - that was about as thick as Naruto. "Say something, Yakumo." Uroko teased.

"Fuck! I'm so close."

"How close?" Uroko did it faster, stimulating Yakumo by sucking her nipples.

"Very - ah!" she screamed as Uroko felt the cum ooze out of her hole unforgivingly. Yakumo panted, horny and hot, while Uroko planted her lips to kiss her greedily.

Megumi whimpered as Uroko brutally thrust her strapon into her ass, slapping the convulsing giant flesh of her buttocks.

"God, your ass is so big!" Uroko moaned, truly lost for words, while Ido's expression was one of delirious pleasure.

"Mhm, that sounds like a horny bitch right there!" Megumi licked her lips, only to have her hair tugged wildly by Uroko.

"Ido, how dare you?!" Yakumo burst out, only to be scorned by her laughter. She positioned herself so that her ass was jutting upward.

"That's the spot.." she sighed a moment later, feeling Naruto's probing tongue trace the rim of her ass, before shooting in. Getting it moist with his saliva, Naruto stood in line.

"Shall I?" Naruto asked.

"What a pussy, she still expects you to ask permission," Ido taunted, before moaning, "fuck her dumb, Naruto!"

Yakumo's face was an expression of angered dismay, and maybe a hint of surprise. Ido was being uncharacteristically unhinged today. It probably was because they had a new partner, because tonight, the entire Kurama Clan was fucking each other mindlessly.

"We can't be outdone, can we?" she asked wryly.

Their moans were deafened by sensual screams from Yakumo, who was on the bed while they were on the floor. Yakumo's red hair bobbed up and down, her breasts flying about. Naruto held her arms, pulling her up as he got a perfect view of her rear-side.

Megumi and Uroko smiled naughtily at each other, before embracing each other with a slovenly, sexy smooch. Hands played with breasts, the occassional grips on the ass forming neat little intermezzos. Eventually they were fighting for dominance, fingers holding their mouths open, a lazy hand sometimes straying down to tickle the sensitive spots. It was an agressive passion, and it turned them on.

Naruto knew he'd be in for a blast when he saw Uroko and Megumi get up and approach them. Yakumo, who'd shut her eyes so far, utterly overpowered by his raging cock, didn't notice them at first, until she felt a cold grip on her breasts. Uroko winked at her, before ravaging her pink nipples with her thirsty lips. As Yakumo bent forward, Uroko held her body, greedily tasting every inch of her before moving onto those lips.

Behind her, Naruto felt like a ticking time bomb on fast forward as he felt Megumi's playful hands feel his muscular body from behind. As her hands reached down to his already submerged dick, he felt her breasts press against his back. Then the groaning began, as Ido fondled his balls, Unexpectedly, she began thrusting behind him, causing his abdomen to lurch back and forth. As he realised later, Ido was thrusting his dick into Yakumo's ass.

"Yakumo -" he started, muffled by Ido's hand on his mouth. "Why spoil the fun, honey?" she whispered, biting into his ear as Naruto pulled out in the nick of time to shoot warm sticky goo onto Yakumo's broad back. As he let go, he was taken aback by the intense make-out session below him. Yakumo probably didn't know she had cum on her back. Ido, living upto her reputation as a freak, leaped forward, spreading the cum on her back and lapping at it, before climbing atop Yakumo.

Now this is what they call an orgy.

As Yakumo rode his cock, Naruto's imaginative mind began trying outfits out on her, seeing which made her look the sexiest. Not that she didn't look sexy the way she was - eyes shut, tongue out of her moaning mouth, chest expanding as she panted and arms firmly rooted onto his body.

Not just a bra, maybe something else. A nurse outfit?

His dick twitched in appreciation.

Yakumo broke out of her ecstasy when she felt a pervasive hand on her butt. She turned around to see Uroko, with her imposing purple dildo nudging threateningly into her anus. Before she could comment, Uroko had pushed her forth, and it took only a moment for her to claim Yakumo's second hole.

Uroko was cruel and unforgiving, her thrusts ramming the sculpted plastic dick deep into her ass. Yakumo choked, her eyes rolling back with pleasure. She tried to moan, only to empty her voice into Ido's deep throat.

Naruto grinned as he saw Uroko behind Yakumo.

Doctor punishing the naughty nurse, he imagined. It fit in perfectly. Yakumo in a sexy nurse outfit. Uroko in a doctors' coat.

Only a doctor's coat.

Naruto saw Ido sensually smother Yakumo's lips, before she squatted atop his mouth, pussy tantalizingly close to his mouth. Uroko clutched onto Yakumo's breasts, approaching her climax thanks to the strap brushing against her pussy wildly, while Yakumo, a few tears trickling down, played about with Ido's tongue using her own. As Ido rocked her hips, he intuitively realized she was nearing climax.

Soon enough, and defeating his expectations, a waterfall gushed out, leaving his tongue graciously licking her pussy clean. Meanwhile Yakumo felt his penis spasm, and gasped as the fluid warmth coursed through her insides.

Now this is what they call an orgy.

As Yakumo rode his cock, Naruto's imaginative mind began trying outfits out on her, seeing which made her look the sexiest. Not that she didn't look sexy the way she was - eyes shut, tongue out of her moaning mouth, chest expanding as she panted and arms firmly rooted onto his body.

Not just a bra, maybe something else. A nurse outfit?

His dick twitched in appreciation.

Yakumo broke out of her ecstasy when she felt a pervasive hand on her butt. She turned around to see Uroko, with her imposing purple dildo nudging threateningly into her anus. Before she could comment, Uroko had pushed her forth, and it took only a moment for her to claim Yakumo's second hole.

Uroko was cruel and unforgiving, her thrusts ramming the sculpted plastic dick deep into her ass. Yakumo choked, her eyes rolling back with pleasure. She tried to moan, only to empty her voice into Ido's deep throat.

Naruto grinned as he saw Uroko behind Yakumo.

Doctor punishing the naughty nurse, he imagined. It fit in perfectly. Yakumo in a sexy nurse outfit. Uroko in a doctors' coat.

Only a doctor's coat.

Naruto saw Ido sensually smother Yakumo's lips, before she squatted atop his mouth, pussy tantalizingly close to his lips. Uroko clutched onto Yakumo's breasts, approaching her climax thanks to the strap brushing against her pussy wildly, while Yakumo, a few tears trickling down, played about with Ido's tongue using her own. As Ido rocked her hips, he intuitively realized she was nearing climax.

Soon enough, and defeating his expectations, a waterfall gushed out, leaving his tongue graciously licking her pussy clean. Meanwhile Yakumo felt his penis spasm, and gasped as the fluid warmth coursed through her insides.

"Let's switch partners." Uroko suggested. "I take Naruto, and the both of you have fun."

Yakumo was too dazed to protest - maybe Ido's eager lips swallowed up any words of dissent. Uroko tossed the strap-on away, lunging towards his arms.

"I trust I can use this." Ido joyfully exclaimed as she restlessly pulled it up to her waist, a supine Yakumo waiting with bated breath what new avenues of pleasure promised to open before her. Meanwhile, Uroko was busy smothering his body with kisses and licks, impatiently nudging his penis to its optimal state of functioning.

She lay on her front, flat on the bed, head buried into the soft quilt. He didn't need any more invitation, as his throbbing cock proved. Settling into a comfortable rhythm, he proceeded to up the ante almost immediately after, surging into her reposed form with unabashed vigor. It turned him on to see her bite into the cloth, stifling those embarrassing moans. He wanted to make her moan in spite of it all - a friendly contest it was between the two couples. Or maybe Uroko's pride wouldn't let her be as shrill as Yakumo was just then.

Crossing over to lie upon her, he deepened the thrusts. He'd found it odd that he'd somehow fathomed the sweet spots inside of her, just from experience. He knew that particular thrust that could draw, from even her secretive lips, the choicest approbation of his lovemaking. And to prove his point, she let out a gasp, a subtle jerk of her neck - with trembling legs she let go of an orgasm, moments before one struck him. He buried his head in her sweaty hair, moaning gratefully as he ejaculated into her.

"Partner swap!" Yakumo ordered, playfully pushing Naruto aside as she turned Uroko over, before sinking into her supine form for a smoking kiss. Megumi winked at him as he made her way towards her.

"Imma make you feel real special today." she giggled as she made him sit back with a gentle nudge of her foot. Letting him recline against a pillow, her feet presently raced to his (rather spent) penis, delicately inducing it with her nimble toes.

Hugging his shaft with her soles, she moved her calves up and down whilst adequately digging into the swollen crown and the plethoric muscle. It almost felt like a handjob - but with a million more deft touches. The wicked grin on her face revealed her own ecstasy as her feet drove him mad. It was almost as if each of the girls specialized in one thing each - Uroko's flexibility, Yakumo's voluptuousness and Megumi's, well, feet.

"You poor thing, you're this fucking close!" she mused. "You wanna come?"

He groaned, shaking his head in desperation.

"No no, I think you wanna. Come show me you wanna. I wanna see it."

Her feet prevailed with gritty determination, taking no notice of his weary comportment. They were moving faster now, pumping him quicker and quicker. With a final shunt he felt himself tighten up instinctively, and with a gasp slipping out of his clenched teeth, he released onto her lithe feet.

"I can only go one more round." he admitted as the girls got together again, looking at him with weary expectation.

"That's alright hun, you've given us a lot already."

"Clones?" Uroko suggested.

"How many?" he chuckled.

"Two."

"Three"

"Two's plenty." Yakumo defended.

"Three's merry." Ido responded.

"Alright, two for Yakumo, three for Ido - and what about me?"

"You come to mommy." Uroko opened her arms wide, and all was fixed.

In a matter of minutes, the family was cavorting in their much-used bed. Yakumo was getting spit-roasted with two clones having the time of their (transitory) lives. As for Ido, it was much the same, save for the extra meat smuggled into her butthole. Side by side, the five clones worked the two lascivious sisters up in a frenzy of moans and gasps. Like an oft-repeated, never boresome exercise they had the night's final sex.

Uroko had, surprisingly enough, settled on the one cock, and she smiled contently as he caught hold of her upright foot, pounding into her reposed frame. She toyed with her clit as he heaved in and out, breathlessly moaning amid their final dance.

For a while it had bothered him. This whole thing about having sex with the same people who constituted his family. He'd long shunned that title of "stepchild" in this household. The woman beneath him, animated in a deluge of pleasure, was very much his mother. The two girls behind them, gasping in glee as they were fucked by him (technically) were his sisters.

Uroko squirmed, her fingers getting noticeably faster. They were getting closer. He let go of her leg, lowering himself upon her. She pecked him on the cheek before wrapping her arms around her.

A line had been crossed. Maybe he was afraid of what lay ahead. Was their home going to descend into a state of vulgar anarchy? Could they yet find solace in their hearts and not their genitals?

Strangely enough, that very fact also strengthened his resolve to go further - to explore this unique relationship more. Of course, what "love" meant to them all was something philosophical. Living in the moment, inside the bodies of all three women as he was then, nothing felt more reasonable or perfect.

After all, who did they have, save for each other? The world hated them - except for this love, were they all not forsaken?