Mom and Dad know best. Three.

The door clicked and began to open with an unpleasant creak.

"Kolya..." came an embarrassed whisper.

"What, Dad?" I whispered irritably, pulling away from Yulka's chest and wiping my lips.

"Well, I..." he hesitated there by the door, desperately wanting to step into our bedroom and still ashamed of his sinful desires. "Klava... over there... well..."

"Just come in, Dad Seryozh," Yulka whispered towards the door, and a shadow hurriedly slid towards the bed.

My wife giggled quietly and put her hand on my cock:

"Don't be angry, Kolechka... Do I not know Mom...? Only a satisfied Dad leaves her... Dad Seryozh," she turned to my father, "don't be upset. Is she being a pain?"

Apparently, Father nodded, because Yulka's other hand moved in that direction and began to move. Apparently, Yulka was stroking his shoulder. Or something else.

"I already want to put it in, but she's all: lick this, lick that, nibble here, suck there... My balls are aching..."

Yulka and I giggled, Father joined the laughter awkwardly.

"Don't be angry, Nikolai," he whispered. "Your Yulechka... She... She..."

"You're drawn to the young one," I declared with demonstrative offense. "Of course, six months since she gave birth to Fedka, all like thaaat... Milky..."

"Yeah!" Father agreed fervently. "Exactly: milky! I just can't help it! Yul, well, forgive me... just looking at you... It's rock hard! Try it... Yeah... Yes... Yes... Oooo... RemembEr..."

Actually, I wasn't angry. Yulka wouldn't lose anything. Even before giving birth, she was insatiable for fucking, her mother's and father's genes converged there. And after giving birth, she became completely insatiable. Two cocks a night, in a row – that's like... as if – what, husband, are you fucking your wife half-heartedly...? And she still needs to pump her tits... Not to mention that now her pussy flows like her mother-in-law's...

So Father came to visit just in time. Supposedly to check on Mom – why has she been staying so long with the in-laws...? As if he doesn't know why: she won't get off of Mikhalych!

Father, when he saw Yulka after giving birth, went crazy. He whispers: son, I've fallen in love! Like, one last hurrah! I can't help it – my daughter-in-law is gorgeous, damn it!

And she was all for it. The very first night after my cock, she went to him and only returned at dawn. Well, she says, what a father you have! A maaaan!!! I can still feel his hard-on in my vagina. Finally, someone fucked me the way I want.

So my father settled in with us... Formally, he's registered at Mom Klava's, but he's a frequent guest in our bedroom... A very frequent guest!

While Yulka was sucking off Father, I positioned myself at her asshole. Of course, I could go up to my mother-in-law, but... I'm too laaazy, damn it... There's a hole, nearby... I won't be in the way...

But I didn't have to go.

The door creaked again. When will I oil it???

"Oh, little ones... Oh, forgive your mother..." Naked Klavdia Zakharovna slipped into the bedroom, stopped, listening. "Kol, is your father here? I went out to pee, just for a second, and he was already called by a titty. He ran off... Well, he didn't go to his wife, not to Natasha? A third wheel?"

"Fuck your mother, Klavka!" my father laughed. "You'll find me anywhere. Damn it, let me at least indulge with your daughter's tits. Yours have been hanging empty to your navel for a hundred years! I've already had my fill of your cum, fulfilled the minimum program. Let me just shoot my load!"

"What am I doing to you?" the mother-in-law exclaimed loudly. "Fuck her, I don't mind. Yulka after childbirth, she needs increased intimate interest. I know what my child needs."

It should be noted that this argument was happening at the moment when Father was already pounding Yulka, who was moaning softly and sweetly, trying not to make noise.

However, Fedka stirred in his crib, woke up, and started wailing.

"You devils!" Yulka interrupted her moans, "you woke up my son after all. I asked – quieter! Let me fuck!"

She got up, turned on the bedside lamp, and started calming Fedka.

"Well, there you go," Yulka returned to bed with her son, "now only a tit will calm him down."

She lay on her back, put the boy to her breast. He instantly found his mother's nipple and started smacking.

"A man can always be calmed with a tit!" Mom Klava was already sitting next to me and caressing my lonely shaft. She addressed Father: "What are you sitting for? Fuck!"

"I..." he was confused. "But she's... breastfeeding..."

"And you don't give a fuck?" the mother-in-law had already climbed onto my cockhead and started moving her pubis. "Is your own grandson bothering you, or what?"

Yulka, indeed, holding her son, spread her thighs wide, inviting Father's cock into her depths. Her pussy lips, swollen and wet, parted, revealing a huge, slimy pink opening. Father carefully hovered over his daughter-in-law, inserted his cockhead between the lips, groaned, starting to rock back and forth...

Yulka also got into it, moaning both from the tender thrusts in her insatiable vagina and from the sweet stimulation of her nipple by Fedka.

It was pleasant to watch them.

"Mooom..." Yulka interrupted her moans and giggled, "I can't tell: does Fedya have a hard-on too, or what?"

"Well, it's our seed!" Klava explained distractedly, moving on me. "A man, as soon as he grabs a tit, immediately loses his mind. It all flows down to his dick! Our grandson, our little blood..."

For a while, everyone moaned sweetly.

"Missed me, sonny?" Mom Klava finally asked me solicitously. She was breathing hoarsely, impaling herself on my cock, now with her pussy, now with her ass.

I laughed:

"I just threw you a bone this morning. In the kitchen, you were frying eggs..."

"Ah..." the mother-in-law drawled distractedly, focusing on the sensations in her whorish holes. "But that was when... How much sperm has flowed since then..."

"A long time ago," I agreed and announced: "I'm about to cum."

"Come on, come on, son-in-law!" Klavdia Zakharovna moved her huge but nimble ass faster. "Shoot, shoot into Mommy's womb!"

"Kolka..." Father rasped, "I'm about to too... Five seconds, okay? Let's do it together?"

I didn't mind.

At that moment, the door creaked for the third time.

Fuck your mother!!!

On the threshold stood naked Mikhalych hugging my equally naked mother.

"What's all the noise, but no fucking?" the father-in-law guffawed but stopped short. "Whoa! Natash, they're fucking away here! And without us! Look, even Fyodor is participating. Fucking faggots!"

"Come on!" Father groaned to me, ignoring the newcomers.

We started cumming...

"Whoooa...!" Mikhalych declared respectfully, walking towards the bed. "They've got a choir named after... Khuyatnitsky here, Natash, ha-ha-ha!!! Your husband and son are really putting on a show! They've plowed my whores in two shakes, you see! And they even involved the grandson!"

My mother laughed:

"They're like that, Tol..." she looked lovingly as her husband got off her daughter-in-law, a stream of seed flowing from that huge slit, and the matchmaker slid off her son's cock, and from that slit down her thigh, it also flowed. "How I love them... My boys!"

"Mmmm..." Mikhalych was clearly jealous. He mimicked, "my booooys... You, Natash, better tell me how you screamed at the top of your lungs when I was stimulating your rectum? Am I not 'my boooy'???"

Mother tenderly clung to the matchmaker, squeezed his huge balls in her palm:

"You're just not psychologically prepared," Father declared. He was lying down, hands behind his head, while Klavdia Zakharovna was licking his cockhead, cleaning it of seed and her daughter's juices. "Remember, I was also gentle, careful... But your sphincter is like a rubber ring, damn it. Almost broke my finger! Tolik, she clenches it, and it won't budge... I can't pull my finger out! Like a virgin on her wedding night."

"Seeee," the father-in-law proclaimed proudly, "I don't need your psychologists for shit. I opened up Natashenka... I have a secret..."

"What secret, you bullshitter!" Klava laughed, starting to clean my cockhead, "you, for example, didn't prepare me. You rammed it into my ass in one go, no hello, no goodbye, and haven't taken it out since... You don't lick my asshole... Well, rarely... Not like I do for you..."

"Enough being jealous of each other," Yulka laughed, "Mom Natash, well then... maybe right now Dad will tear up your ass?"

Mother blushed, became embarrassed. It was clear she wasn't against it, but she was shy... Even the top of her sagging breasts turned red, and her nipples tensed, the areolas wrinkled so sexily.

"Really, Natash," Father joined in, putting his fingers on Yulka's lips and lightly stroking their wetness, "Nikolai and I have already shot our loads... for now... And you, since you want to... Come on, in short!"

"Well, boys..." Mother was still coquettish, "well, I'm ashamed... It's very intimate... Not for extra eyes... Kol, just don't look... Okay?"

I pretended to cover my eyes with my palm, spreading my fingers:

"Mom, I'll find something to do here."

"Come on, come on!" the father-in-law hurried. With one hand, he started positioning Mother doggy-style, so that everyone had a good view of his cockhead entering Mom's asshole, and with the other, he started jerking his cock, which, by the way, had been hard since the moment he appeared on the threshold of our bedroom. Honestly, I've only seen my father-in-law's hanging cock a few times. Usually, he was either hard or in one of the holes of each of the three women living in the house.

Mother obediently lowered the upper part of her torso down, rested her hands on the floor, didn't bend her legs, only squatted slightly so that her ass was at the level of the matchmaker's pubis.

"Huh?" he beamed, like a seasoned magician, demonstrating Mother's pale behind, "what a little berry, huh...? Mmmmm... And I... will now... unwrap it!"

Mikhalych spread Mother's buttocks, exposing the dark circle of the entrance to her anus, surrounded by sparse black hairs, and spat lustily right into the center. The sphincter twitched mechanically, clenched. The man spat again, looked at us, the spectators, cunningly.

Yulka lay on her stomach with Fedka. The boy was fast asleep. Next to her lay Father, who was lightly caressing Yulka's clit. She, in response, was almost imperceptibly jerking his limp member.

Mom Klava sat on my cock, which was also limp, but still squeezed into the huge mother-in-law's pussy and was now taking a shower from the abundantly flowing female juices. In response, I was twisting Mom Klava's nipples, pinching them and pulling... She sighed heavily and moaned slightly at particularly painful moments.

Everyone stared greedily at Mom's asshole.

Mikhalych even knelt down, kissed the tender spot at the entrance to her anus, and then stuck out an unexpectedly incredibly long tongue and, making a circle around the entire diameter, inserted it inside. Mother gasped. Her legs trembled slightly, she babbled:

"Tolik... oooo... Kolka... don't looook..."

She didn't finish, the father-in-law swiftly stood up, took aim, and instantly inserted his huge purple cockhead into Mother's anus.

Everyone gasped. And Mother the loudest:

"Aaaaa!"

Mom Klava laughed and whispered:

"What a rascal! How can you not love him?"

Father, from excitement, without noticing, plunged his entire palm into Yulka's pussy, caught himself, looked up guiltily at his daughter-in-law, but her gaze was clouded, from the caresses and from the shameful sight of her own father fucking her mother-in-law in the ass.

The satisfied Father, assessing the situation, gently moved his hand in my wife's pussy, and she completely melted, releasing juice-lubricant for fisting...

"Tolya... Tolya... Blissss..." Mother moaned. "And I... Foolish... Aaaa... Thought – how will it go in... his huge cock... it's so huuuge..."

"Heh-heh..." the father-in-law chuckled, fucking her with a pull, "how do you shit? Things even bigger can go in there..."

"Seryozh..." Mother called Father, "later you... I waaant... Boys... Kolka, don't look, you bastard..."

Everyone laughed...

"See, Kol," Klava said instructively, sliding on my rising member, "I told you: you can't pull them away by the ears! My Tolik can handle any... And my tits are better," she suddenly declared, turned around, and buried her sperm-scented lips in me.

Indeed, her tits were round, though saggy. Mom's hung like "spaniel ears."

Unexpectedly, Father jumped up from the bed and rushed to his wife. His cock, excited by his daughter-in-law's fisting, and also by her jerking off its head, was hard again.

He straightened his wife and, without preamble, impaled her mouth on his cock. She began greedily swallowing, just as she was swallowing Mikhalych's long-awaited cock with her asshole.

The fathers started plowing my mother from both sides.

"Kolka..." the father-in-law turned to me and winked. Klava briskly jumped off my now erect cock, understanding what was coming. Everyone cleared space on