"So, did you know the whole ti-iiiiiaaaah~"

Robin chuckled at his 'son's' question, especially how it was cut short as the boy's mother popped her lips over the lad's messy cock. His own dick was being tended to by his big-breasted daughter as she lovingly pumped her tits over her father's shaft. Robin leaned back against the couch and let out a nice sigh as he simply enjoyed the after-sex massage.

The office smelled of sex now, mostly situated around the table and the desk naturally. The couch in the center was mostly clear, though the scent of musk lingered near their noses. So the two men were sitting down, side by side, as the special women in their lives tended to their messy loins.

A mother and daughter between a son and father's legs, as their own messes dripped onto the carpet beneath them.

Robin shifted her hair back behind her ear before she bobbed her head down tot eh middle of her son's shaft. Her bare fingers lovingly groped and squeezed Morgan's knees as she kept his legs perched open for her to feast. His own hand dug into the sofa's armrest as Robin's suction threatened to coax out another load from his already exhausted dick.

His 'sister' wasn't to be outdone though, especially not in the art of incestuous pleasure. Morgan shifted her father's cock in her bosom until his tip peaked out from between her plump tits. She leaned in to kiss the cockhead and elicit another sweet groan from her father. Her reward was everything she'd hoped for, and she shifted to planting sloppy licks over the slit as her dad tried to compose himself.

"T-To answer your question, Morgan," he began, addressing the boy beside him in a way that all four knew was directed only to his counterpart's son. Morgan snapped out of his lustful stupor and turned in time to see his 'father' plant his hand on his blood-sired daughter's head as he continued, "I had my suspicions for some time. I would guess your mother did as well.

""Esss Eye Idd~"

"Gah!"

Morgan winced as his mother's cheeky words echoed against the thick shaft in her throat. The Robin's eyes met as they shared a private chortle at the boy's expense, conveyed only through the shining light in their respective pools. his own counterpart pulled her tongue back in her mouth long enough to chime in herself. "Hey, if it helps Morgan - I was totally blown away."

He looked at his parallel with something between bemusement, shock, and perhaps even contempt as the girl kept her mouth going. "I mean, I was trying to get my dad and your mom hooked up, but I didn't think you and her were already fu-uuuuhu?!"

Her father blinked as Morgan went stiff as a board. He glanced down to see the lady Robin's hand between his daughter's legs as she pinched the junior tactician's very aroused clit. Robin herself kept calmly pumping her lips up and down her son's cock before she finally pulled off with a loud, wet pop. "Oh you were, were you."

Her son shifted away, just as the male Robin did the same. Morgan whimpered as the mother's fingers flexed and curled in the younger' lady's twat. "You didn't plan for this to happen...did you, Morgan?" Robin smiled.

"I...I Ngh?!"

Robin wouldn't let the younger woman speak, not when she added a third finger into Morgan's pussy. "Come now - don't tell me you had some kind of insane plan to seduce me into your father's bed. That would just be laughable...yes?"

Morgan bit back a mewl as Robin's fingers pumped in and out of her twat. Her father's cum was being scooped out glob by glob. "D-Dad, a little help?" she pleaded.

Her father shook his head and sat back. "You got yourself into this mess Morgan - best find out how to work your way out," he told his daughter.

"I...I-I-Eyah!" she yelped. Robin pinched Morgan's clit again, still wearing that innocent smile on her face as she played with the girl's body. Her other hand reached up and idly stroked her son's spit-soaked shaft as Robin's focus stayed on her newest target

The two men stood by and let their ladies work things out together. Neither one had the inclination to return the favor to the other and were content to just watch and enjoy. That, and hopefully stay away from lady Robin's wrath. The male Robin leaned over to Morgan and whispered to the boy, "Is she always so...spirited?"

Morgan blinked at the man's question before nodding. "Y-Yes, she can be at least. Though she usually only gets this way when we haven't had sex in some time, or when we have another lady with us."

Robin's brow peeked as he glanced back to the woman currently molesting his daughter. "So you two do bring in other partners?"

Again, Morgan nodded while his own focus was on his counterpart's heaving bosom. "Don't you?" he asked.

"No, at least not yet," Robin admitted.

"A-AAAAH!"

Morgan bucked her hips against Robin's knuckle. The other woman swiftly pulled her hand away as a fresh load of quim squirted out and smacked her father's leg. She collapsed back, wheezing for breath as her tormenter leaned over her. "Now, does that match up to what you expected of me?" Robin asked with a smug grin.

Morgan whimpered and mumbled under her breath. RObin huffed before she pulled the girl up off the floor and held Morgan upright, with her fingers still poised dangerously close to the flier's loins. "I'm sorry, what was that Morgan? I couldn't hear you."

The girl winced, especially as Robin's fingers swirled over her bare thighs in higher and higher circles. It was just before the first digit would caress her labia that Morgan finally eeped out, "S-Sorry mom."

Robin blinked at that. "I'm sorry, what?"

Morgan flinched before she decided to press her luck. "I mean, you're like my dad, but not. So I guess that kinda makes you my mom instead, wouldn't it?"

Robin - her father - coughed his way into the conversation. "Well, I guess in a way it makes sense," he admitted.

He turned to the lad sitting beside him and smiled. "Morgan, you're for all intents and purposes my son, and Morgan is just as much your sister and Robin's daughter as she is mine. It's complicated, but best not to think too hard on it - Askr does as Askr wills," he shrugged.

Mother and Son were still very confused at the logic being presented but went with it regardless as she reached over and popped her son's cock back in her mouth. Luckily, his own daughter was far more receptive. "Hey, that's right - we're all one big, incestuous family here!" she declared.

Morgan chuckled at her exuberance, though it quickly died down as he felt his mother push his dick into her tight throat. He groaned and attracted the attention of the other Morgan. She turned to him with a knowing grin and lustful eyes as he struggled against his mother's deep sucks. "Just call me your naughty sister and maybe I'll give you what daddy gets in the morning~" she squeezed her tits and winked.

Robin rolled her eyes at her daughter's lascivious antics, but she certainly wasn't going to protest. Not at this point. So instead, she simply pulled her mouth back off her son's cock and let the spit cling to her lips as she panted out, "Hah...Hah...Maybe she could join us in bed, sweetie," she suggested to her Morgan.

Father Robin shrugged and chimed in."I don't see why not - Morgan already broached the question after all,"

Lady Robin paused mid-lick. "Wait, she really did suggest inviting me into bed with you two?" she asked her counterpart.

"She did - she wasn't bluffing on that part," He nodded to confirm his horny daughter's antics. The mother and son beside him simply chuckled at their perverted sister's expense before Robin went back down on her son. His Morgan pouted at the unjustified attacks against her, shepherded by her own father no less. However, before she could offer protest against the man who raised and railed her, he proposed an idea he'd been mulling upon. "Actually, why not start now?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

The Morgan's cocked their heads in opposite ways, confused to his meaning. Robin even cracked her eye open as she kept kissing her son's crotch and turned to look at what her male counterpart was implying. She had an idea, but where was the fun in revealing it herself. Especially if it meant taking her son's cock out of her throat.

With the other's attention, Robin made his proposal plain. "Perhaps we should trade places then - you spend some time with your sister, and I guess I should finally see to my wife's needs," he joked.

His other form winced, not at what he said, but at her son's hand as it tightened on her head. She glanced up to see Morgan's impassive, yet inquisitive face. She nudged his fingers out of her hair before she pulled herself off his cock with a loud, wet pop.

"Pwah~...I'm not opposed to it," Robin shrugged as a smile passed her spit-soaked lips.

"Sounds like fun! What do you think, Morgan?" his sister asked.

Morgan tried to think of any reason to refuse. Not because he disliked the idea - on the contrary, he certainly wasn't going to look past the chance to enjoy the other Morgan's tantalizing body. The idea of sharing his mother was...not something he wanted to consider. 'But...were a family now, and isn't this just what a husband and wife would do?' he wondered.

He'd have to find out for himself - maybe before he scraped together a ring.

"I...Yeah sure, let's do it," he agreed.

"Great! Then let's switch right now!"

Morgan jumped to her feet. Her father and brother watched as her boobs bounced wildly before settling on her chest. Robin's departure was much more graceful and sultry, as she left a parting kiss on her son's crotch before she stood up as well. Mother and Daughter stood side by side, naked save the barest minimum of their attire as they shifted positions in front of the couch until they were facing their newfound partners.

Morgan faced Morgan. Robin stood before Robin. Sister and Brother, Husband and Wife. Siblings. Spouses

Lovers.

Robin got a good look at himself - his lady self, in all her curvaceous glory. The mother struck a cheeky, flirty pose for him as she whipped her loose hair back. A sultry smile grew on her lips as she cooed out, "Mr. Robin."

The way she said his name made his cock twitch, much to both their mutual pleasure. The newly-elected husband leaned back on his couch as his own smile met hers. "Ms. Robin," he greeted back.

She sunk down on her knees and ran her hand over her bare, supple body to give him a show. Ms. Robin's face ended up near his crotch as she got a nice, potent whiff of the sinful slurry between her new husband and his daughter. She pressed a coy finger to her lips and calmly, cooly asked, "May I have the pleasure?"

Robin bit back a groan as he felt her tongue brush up and down his shaft. He let her familiarize herself with the taste of his cock before he finally declared, "You may indeed."

The Morgan's rolled their eyes at their respective parent's banter before they instead focused on their own coupling. The sister just grabbed her tits, pulled them open, and pushed her way onto her brother's cock before she trapped him between her boobs.

"Huh?!"

Morgan blinked at her brother's expression. "What? Not like I needed more permission, right?" she asked.

He shrugged and laid back to let his sister start massaging him with her wonderful tits. Morgan glanced over in time to see his mother push her mouth over his father's cock and elicit a deep, throaty grumble from the man.

Mother bobbed her head between Father's legs, just as the Brother bucked his hips against his Sister's tits. The verboten secrets were laid bare, and now the two groups had become one. A Family.

And the fun had only just begun.

"Ooh, yeah, that's it~"

Robin laid back as Robin bounced on his lap, back arched and tits flying free. He kept his hands on her hips, occasionally giving them a squeeze or caress as he let the lady tactician dictate their pace. He got the rewarding sight of his counterpart's bosom bouncing in his face.

"Enjoying the view?" she ribbed him. Her hands reached up and squeezed her tits in his face as a knowing smirk graced her lips. Robin leaned forward as she rolled and ground her hips against his. He took the hint and reached up to cup her chest for himself.

"Actually yes- having a forest-side office has its benefits for sure," Robin explained as he groped and fondled her thumbs flicked her nipples as he thrust up into her tight snatch.

"Oof!" she yelped before shuddering in sheer bliss. Robin's soft hands caressed her milk satchels as she leaned forward and gently rubbed his arms. "Hmph, must be nice. I had to forbid Morgan from fucking me against my windo-oooh~"

"What, don't want people to catch you from the courtyard?" he mused. Her response was to dig her nails into his arms, but he paid it little heed as he kept matching her pace. The desk stayed firm and silent thanks to their slower pace, a fact that Robin was very grateful for. 'The last thing I need is to excuse another broken one,' he wryly chuckled to himself.

"Lucky you- privacy and a sturdier desk. It's a wonder you and Morgan haven't broken it. Never fucked he-hee-here?" She asked him. He let go of her breasts in favor of cupping her ass as he nudged her forward until she was down against his lap. Robin's full tits bounced against his chest as her erect nipples grazed his sweaty skin.

He leaned forward as they bucked together and chuckled in her ear, "We did actually - why do you think I have a new one?" he told her before glancing over at his daughter.

"C-ome onnnn, can't you go any furth-heheee-shit!"

Morgan winced at his sister's crass words but certainly couldn't fault her as he tried to get used to the sheer tightness of her ass. She looked back at him, hands and knees buried in her father's carpet as she snarled, "Morgan, it's not that hard. Just take it slooooooo-okay, that's b-better," she admitted.

Her brother grinned as he gently caressed her clit again. Morgan's hips shuddered as she slowly relaxed against the cock his other hand reached around to massage her stomach as he pushed further into her ass. "Mmmm, t-that's not bad," she admitted with a dopey grin on her face.

A grin that quickly flew off after he pushed a little too quickly.

"Gods! S-Slow down," she pleaded. Her brother complied and added a little extra massage treatment for her stomach and clit as well. Eventually, he managed to get her rump to flop against his lap. Morgan sighed in relief as the thick girth finally settled in her colon. "Geez, you're too rough for this," she grunted.

"You've never done anal?" Morgan asked her. His sister looked away and tried to hide her blush.

"D-Dad's not as...thick as you are," she mumbled under her breath. Her brother blinked, as he tried to adjust to her tight rear. Morgan's rump shifted and flexed around his cock as she struggled to adjust to him. Her eyes flew open as she realized something of what she'd said. "B-B-But h-he's longer though - a lot long-ngh!"

'It's not a contest,' he lamented as he pulled out to thrust again.

Robin's ear twitched at her daughter's admission and grinned. She certainly wasn't minding the thinner, yet longer cock pumping in and out of her loins. Her counterpart cocked his head in confusion.

"What?" he asked.

"Oh nothing -just a mother's intuition," she cryptically explained before sitting up again. Robin paused long enough to turn herself around atop his dick until she was facing away. The sight of her plush rump was nearly enough to make up for the loss of her tits as she started bouncing again. "Mmm, Let me take in some of this special view of yours~" she looked back and smirked.

Robin grunted before he grabbed her hips to keep her upright. The hypnotic jiggling of her globulous cheeks stayed etched in his mind as her tight pussy squeezed his girth. The sight sent more pulses through his rock-hard cock, eliciting more grinds and bounces atop him. "Mmm, Robin~"

A rather pleasurable cycle indeed.

"Oh. ooooh, gods," Morgan groaned as the thick cock pumped in and out of her butt. Her body loosened up the more she rocked herself against her brother and became accustomed to the new, strange shaft that was invading her father's domain. Her fingers uncurled in the carpet as her grunts morphed into wistful sighs.

It still hurt - gods above did it hurt. But the tinges of delight that rippled up her spine was worth the minor discomfort as her brother's thick girth stretched her asshole. "Ooh, Morgan~"

Hardly a pain worth griping over right now.

"Oooh, Gods yes - that's it righhhhht there!"

Morgan groped her own boobs while her brother thrust in and out of her sex. Her back pushed into the carpet with every deep stroke. His earlier load leaked out of her ass and onto the floor below them as he held her legs up over his shoulder for support. Her hips did very little rocking of their own, but the pace he set didn't necessarily demand her action as much. She could simply lay back and enjoy herself while he did all the work.

And work he did - Morgan treated her body with great tenderness and care, almost lavishing his sexy sibling's body. His pace was slow, and favored grinds and rolls over direct thrusts in and out of her snatch. He rubbed her knees on reflex since it just seemed like the most apt thing to do at this time. That and he still felt a little guilty about the tear stains on her cheeks from their earlier anal experience.

"H-Hey, get that look off your face," she admonished him. Morgan let go of her tit and reached back to stroke the boy's leg. "Accidents happen. I was too reckless is all," she beamed.

"Ooooh, Robin, harder!"

Morgan winced, mostly at his sister's touch. She huffed and kicked her legs to get his attention back on her. Once she was sure she had his attention, she went ahead and gave him the most genuine smile she could manage - warm as the sunshine outside. "W-We'll take it slow, okay?"

"PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!"

"...Unlike some people!" she shouted over to the irresponsible couple fucking against the window.

Robin and Robin ignored the girl as he hiked her leg up and kept pounding her tight pussy. The fairer, sexier Robin rubbed against the window as her fingers and tits left smears on the mercifully remote glass. The creampie left baking in her oven was kept plugged up by her counterpart's dick as he aimed to whip up another batch of baby batter.

"Hah...Hah, E-Enjoying yourself?" he mused as his hands tightened on her hip and thigh. He pushed her further against the window until her nipples scraped over the glass. She was clearly too distracted to answer his ribbing if her wanton hips were any testament. So he leaned forward until his lips were against her ear. A quick jostle dislodged her hair enough to expose it for him to put his ploy in play. "I think I see a pegasus knight watching you~" he growled.

"W-W-Wha?!"

Robin gasped before her eyes darted left to right. She saw...nothing - blue skies to the left, blue skies to the right, and a wide, expansive forest before and around her. The great castle's outer wall stretched out beneath her in all directions. It took far too long for her brain to wade through the lustful mush before the truth struck her like a bolt in a storm. "Y-y-you liar!" she snapped.

"Hey, not my fault you don't know yourself," he chuckled before he slammed into her cum-stuffed snatch. "You've read 'The Beginner's Guide to Tactics' - always be alert," he smirked.

Robin bit back her moans as her cheeks warmed up against the glass. Her breast stayed flat, nipples hard and throbbing. She drew her nails against the window until they bunched into fists before she pulled her head up and glared back. "I-I...Y-You'll pay for this, Robin," she growled.

"Looking forward to it, Robin," he answered before he more than doubled his pace in her snatch.

"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Oooooh~!"

The Morgans rolled their eyes and shared a laugh as they kept thrusting together.

"Fuck, Robin," He grunted. The woman on her knees merely winked before she pushed him back into her throat. Her nails lightly dug into his bare legs as she kept him pinned in her gullet. The raw suction power in her caved-in cheeks made her man nearly bowl over. He ended up having to grab the window for support and left a handprint of his own next to her various smudged palm and breast prints.

Robin grinned around his dick, eyes alight with a mischievous gleam as she sucked her counterpart-turned-husband off. She had to admit, his longer girth took some getting used to. But thankfully for her, Morgan's thick cock had already conditioned her well enough to handle this...at least in theory.

Glrk. Glrk. Glrk. Gllrrrrrp~

He reached down and moved her disheveled hair aside to keep an eye on her as she gulped him down. Robin glanced up at Robin as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft. She tilted her head slightly to show the bulge in her throat where his cock stuck out. "Gods...Morgan's never done that," he breathed in awe.

"...Don't give her any ideas."

"Mmmmmm~"

Morgan's ear twitched at his sister's moans as he gently pumped from behind. Her back pushed him into the couch as he reached under her neck and groped her big bosom. His other hand reached around and lazily played with her clit as they spooned together on the couch. They thrust together at a rather languid pace as cum poured out of both her holes.

"Y'know, maybe you've got a point on this whole 'slow fuck' thing," she mewled as she laid back against him and enjoyed his ministrations. Morgan cocked his head as he looked over his sister's shoulder.

You two don't ever just relax and cuddle?" he asked her about her relationship with her dad. "Mother and I do it all the time."

Morgan shook her head. "Not until after the sheets are torn up, no," she admitted.

"Really?"

His sister nodded. "We both keep going until one runs out, then the other takes on the slack and...well, yeah," she blushed.

"...So, you're already worn out?" he quipped.

Morgan growled and lightly punched his hand on her breast. "Watch it, buster - I'm not finished yet."

"Oho?" he mused, quoting a certain axe-favoring lord.

Oho, yes. I can go again - gimme a few minutes and I'll rock your wo-ooooah?"

Morgan hissed and shoved her ass back against his lap. He paused his thrusts as he let go of her clit and rubbed circles over the nub. "What was that sister dear?" cheerfully inquired.

"...Just you wait," she mumbled into his arm as her cheeks threatened to ignite...

"Ah! Ah! AAhaaha! S-See, I told yo-ooooh~"

Morgan growled as he stood and slammed into his sister's tight pussy from behind. She felt her head brush against the carpet as she struggled to stay bent over while she gripped her ankles. her toes sunk into the carpet as she fought off the lightheadedness of blood rushing to her upside-down head. She squinted through the gap in their legs to look up at the balls slapping against her thighs with every thrust and the smeared seed running down her straight, upright legs.

She winced as a hard thrust threatened to send her toppling over. If not for her brother's grip on her hips she may very well have ended up that way - flat on her back with her ankles pinned between the floor and her body. Still, he was clearly struggling to hold her up as they fucked in such an unorthodox pose She could just manage the strain against her as she kept her grip on her legs - the culmination of many intense exercise sessions with her mentor. 'I'm so sorry Master Hinoka - I'll never whine about stretching again...oooh gods, how are you this BIG?!'.

"A-haaaah, easy!"

Robin gritted her teeth as the slick cock pumped in and out of her ass. The traces of jizz around her lips cracked and chipped off her skin as the remnants of her earlier facial broke apart. She gripped the back of the chair while her legs pressed against the sides. His hands on her shoulders kept her chair firmly planted as her counterpart pumped his long dick in and out of her butt.

He was certainly different than Morgan - not as thick, but quite a ways longer. She actually struggled to get the last length of it in her puckered rear as he stretched far past the point that Morgan usually reached. In fact, nothing had ever managed to reach that deep into her - certainly not fingers or toys, either. Robin may not have taken her black cherry, but he certainly found a way to make the experience new. Raw.

Exciting.

Robin smirked as he rubbed his hands over her shoulders. The knots in his female counterpart's arms were quite frankly disturbing and needed quite a bit of extra effort to get them nicely rolled out. "You really should look at getting these taken care of, Robin," he told her.

She cracked her eye open and glanced back as her hips kept bucking back. "K-Know anyone with magic fingers?" she asked.

Robin slowed his thrusts and pondered her query. His fingers kept their languid pace as she bucked and rolled back. Slowly, the pain in her rear was ebbing away again and she was getting used to his long cock. "E-Ehh?!"

She yelped as actual sparks tingled against her skin. Robin withdrew his fingers and shook away the bolts as he calmly, smugly answered. "I can think of one...maybe even two with a little guidance," he explained.

She looked back with a raised brow as he brought his hands back down on her shoulders. The small wisps of a low-heat fire spell made her arch back in sheer bliss until she was left on her toe tips. Robin kept her from falling forward, even as the front legs of the chair were pushed up by her acts.

Satisfied, he switched over to a colder, wind-based spell to dull the aches away. Lady Robin slumped forward with a loud, satisfied mewl as her tits flopped over the head of the chair. Her masseuse leaned in and whispered his intentions for the future - setting her up with her own, private massager after showing a certain boy a few tricks.

"Hmm hmm hmm...I may like what I'm hearing, Mr. Robin, she looked back and purred. The proposal danced in her mind and caused her pussy to leak more on the seat. The mother pushed herself back until the chair was falt on the floor, and her feet alongside it. "Tell me more later -for now I want it deep~" she purred.

Morgan shuddered and glanced over at their parents. He couldn't hear what they were talking about, but somehow he felt like something had just been clamped on his shoulders. Something that he certainly wouldn't regret once the truth and the accolades it entailed would be made known to him.

"Hey bro? Why'd you slow down?" his sister asked from beneath him. The boy shook away his concerns and sped up his pace until his parallel's complaints were replaced by coos and purrs…

"Keep your knees together, Morgan," his mother instructed him as she bounced atop Robin's cock. Cum leaked out of her mostly-sealed butt and onto the floor, but none of the four paid any further heed to a little extra mess. Her legs stayed wrapped around the man's back as he held her with mostly deft ease. She looked over his shoulder and instructed her son and daughter in the somewhat strange, yet doubtlessly intimate pose they had elected to try on the floor behind her and Robin.

Morgan nodded and shifted his legs closer as his sister slowly bounced atop him. Her own thighs closed in as well as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled herself flush against him. He felt her full bosom and perky, pebbly nipples scrape against his chest as they slowly ground and bucked together.

"Y'know, when I said let's try something new, I didn't expect this," Morgan giggled as she rolled her hips atop him. Her mirthful tone was only accentuated by the bright rosy pink on her cheeks and the flushed glow of sweat from the constant rutting.

"Not bad though, right?" he teased her. He reached down and squeezed her butt as she kept their pace slow but steady. Morgan yipped before she pushed back against his hand on her rump.

"Nah, not bad at all," she admitted. Her gaze took on a certain, classically Morgan charm as she leaned in and nipped her brother's lips. His eyes flew open, but she already pulled back before he could retaliate. His sister giggled at his flummoxed, stupified expression as she purred, "I think I kinda like it~"

"How are they?" Robin whispered in his wife's ear as he pumped her up and down on his shaft. She pulled back, eyes sparkling as she took his lips in a quick, yet soft kiss.

"Why don't you turn us around and see for yourself?" she suggested. He rolled his eyes, but capitulated and shifted around as she kept bouncing on his crotch. His wife pushed her mouth against his shoulder to mask her moans as he bumped and jostled around her cum-stuffed loins.

Robin looked at his daughter and son as they slowly ground together, lips locked and hands softly stroking the other's body. He'd rarely seen his daughter in such a serene state, especially in the midst of being fucked. Begrudgeldy, he had to admit he was a little jealous of what the boy could accomplish. 'Looks like I still have some things to learn myself,' he mused with a bitter chuckle.

He shifted again before he nudged his wife out of his shoulder. Robin blinked and glanced before practically cooing at the sinful, sweet sight. "I think your son is corrupting my daughter," he teased her.

She scoffed before quickly nipping his neck. Her swift strike left a noticeable mark on his neck, adding to the pile that Morgan had already left him the night before. "Really, looks more like 'purifying' to me~" she giggled.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"Fuck! O-Ohh fuck Robin - Deeeeeper!"

Her pleas were met by snarls as her husband tightened his grip on her nape. Her long, sensuous legs were left split open and trapped between his ars as he slammed her down on his unbearably hard and hot cock. Sweat and jizz stained their loins as their vigorous skin slaps jostled loose the multitude of loads he'd fired deep in her holes. Her eyes rolled up as she was struck with another orgasm that left her utterly numb.

"Mwooooh, S-Shoo guuuud~"

Morgan's drool filled the carpet in her teeth as her body shuddered and spasmed with every one of her brother's thrusts. Her knees and fingers pushed into the floor as her upright ass bounced under the forceful strokes in her messy snatch. The lad drilling his sister let go of her hips as he reared his palm back and aimed for her sweaty buttcheek.

Whap!

"Moohrrr!"

Tenderness was absconded for one last round of pure, raw fucking. All four could feel themselves reaching some form of limit, some moreso than others. The long desires that they'd initially shared as merely parent and child were but a pale shadow in the unleashed furor that the foursome now drew from. The compulsion - the need for the men to sow their seeds was just as overpowering as the ladies' desire to take it.

Robin's mind was a cluttered storm as lust battered at the weathered bastions of her sanity. She was hardly lamenting her state or the scenario that had led her to this outcome. If anything she only regretted that it took this long to finally put two and two together. Still, all she needed was to struggle to grasp her male form's arms as he kept her locked down to accept the truth. 'Better late than never,' she quietly cackled.

Her son Morgan had an equally shaky yet somewhat lucid mindset as he plowed his sister's tight pussy in two. He'd honestly forgotten what it was like to fuck a woman besides his mother, especially here in Askr. they'd not yet managed to find one of their former bedmates, and he didn't want to simply jump on a woman that he had no history with. His mother's teasing and prodding had worn on him, but never broken him...in the end, he found the one person in Askr that he did share bonds with, even if they'd been divided. 'Guess it's true what the 'Guide to Tactics' said - Know yourself.' he chuckled under his breath

Robin clutched his wife as he used her killer body to sate his much-needed urges. His earlier, iron-clad will to remain devoted to his daughter and his future wife (whoever she may be) had been crumpled and stomped to dust. He should feel some form of grief at his own betrayal of such long-held convictions, but Ms. Robin's unfathomably tight pussy banished such concerns. 'It's not cheating if it's yourself,' he shrugged.

As for lady Morgan…

'Dick Dick dick….God's help me he's soooo big!'

...She too had found revelation.

The men felt their balls tighten and prepared themselves accordingly. Robin loosened his grip on his wife in order to let her reach back and cup the back of his head. Morgan stopped slapping his sister's ass and grabbed her hips as he sped up his thrusts. Robin shook her head clear and pushed her body back until her tits were crashing with every stroke. Morgan pulled her mouth out of the carpet and howled openly and freely.

The two ladies cried out.

Robin, I'm-"

"CUMMMMING!"

Robin slammed her down and erupted in her pussy. His load was thinner, yet no less potent as he flooded her already-stuffed womb with future Morgans. She squeezed his head and screamed as her eyes rolled up. Orgasmic storms thundered through her body, burning out all her senses from her weary brain right down to her wildly curling toes. "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Morgan held his thrashing sister as he pumped the rest of his seed into her until it spurted out around his thick girth. His hearing, his vision, and even his musk-clogged nostrils simply went numb as the white-hot orgasm claimed his entire body. He didn't know how long he stayed upright, or even what direction 'up' even was anymore.

As one, the newly forged family ascended higher than any pegasus. Higher than the dragons, the gods, and even the stars themselves were beneath them as they walked the euphoric planes together...