father was a big man, so he wasn't about to argue with him. While his father watched them with a stem look on his face, Billy gathered his clothes from the floor, hurrying, hoping his father wouldn't lose control. It was a very touchy situation for all of them, and they all waited for each other to say something.
As Billy picked his clothes up, Mr. Huston gazed at his lovely daughters, all kinds of sexual flashes running through his mind. He could see them in bed with Billy, rubbing their soft hands over his son's strong young body, the girls panting and clawing as they fucked him. But he tried to put these disturbing thoughts out of his mind. The whole thing disgusted him – it was outfight incest! If anyone ever heard of this, he'd be ruined. Everything he ever worked for would be lost.
Billy glanced at his sisters one last time, wishing he didn't have to leave them this way, and started for the door, giving his father a very timid look. He was still naked as he carried his clothes.
'Your mother is in the pool,' he said. 'Tell her I'll be down after I talk to your sisters.'
Billy nodded and closed the door. The bedroom fell silent again as the girls sat on the bed, holding the covers over their tits, frightened of their father. Mr. Huston walked to the bed.
'What's the meaning of this?' He waited, but still no answer from them. The girls gazed at each other, but didn't know quite what to say. 'You're both a couple of tramps!' to yelled at them, and he could see his daughters flinch from his words. 'Well, don't you have anything to say for yourselves?' Mr. Huston wondered what was wrong with them. He spotted the cigarettes on the dresser and lit one, waiting for them to speak.
'I'm sorry, Daddy,' was Janie's reply, but that didn't help very much.
'Sure you are. Are you sorry, too, Robin?'
'Yes,' she answered, but he wasn't satisfied.
'Great. Then since you're both sorry, we should just forget the whole thing, right?' The girls looked at each other.
'Right. Let's just forget the whole thing,' Robin added, adjusting the sheet on her boobs. Mr.
Huston paced a moment, then all hell broke loose. 'What's happened to you girls? What's happened to my two twin daughters who were such pleasant girls? I just don't understand it!'
'You don't have to yell so much, Daddy,' Janie said, hoping he'd quiet down.
'Did he rape you? Did Billy make you do this?'
'No, Daddy. We… uh… we just got carried away. I mean…'
'Carried away?' Mr. Huston looked down at his muscular body. 'Carried away? What if I got carried away?' He stopped with those words, frying to imagine himself getting turned on by his daughters, falling into bed with them and feeling their firm young bodies. The thought excited him, and he could feel his cock harden inside his trunks.
The girls, too, were wondering what would happen if they all got carried away. They wondered what a full- grown man's cock would feel like inside of them, and they were getting excited by the pictures in their minds.
'I'm not going to tell your mother about this. It would shatter her,' he said, filling the girls with a sense of shame as they thought about their mother. 'We both thought you were still decent girls,' he sighed. 'I don't know what we're going to do now,' he moaned, sitting on the bed. He puffed on his cigarette, his face turning towards his daughters as he thought about the situation.
'This never would have happened if Billy hadn't stayed here!' he yelled. 'I'll have to teach him a few things.'
But the girls knew it wasn't anybody's fault, that the three of them just plain got carried away with each other, and they didn't want Billy to suffer from their impulsive actions.
'No, Daddy, it wasn't Billy's fault at all. You can't blame him,' Robin pleaded.
'She's right. It wasn't Billy's fault, so don't take it out on him,' Janie added.
'Well then, whose fault was it?'
Robin was about to answer him when all of a sudden she sneezed, her hands reaching up to cover her mouth as the sheet that protected her tits fell to the bed. Mr. Huston looked at his daughter, noticing the full, high boobs, the nipples so big and pointed. Her knobs stuck way out even when she wasn't excited. The two of them froze as their eyes met, each thinking the same thoughts, then slowly Robin pulled the sheet back up to her bouncing tits, covering herself once again.
But the flame of passion had been lit in Mr. Huston. He gazed at his two lovely daughters, noticing for the first time in a long while just how beautiful they really were. He wondered if Janie's jugs looked like Robin's as he tried to see through the sheet that covered her. The girls watched as he studied them, their long flowing hair falling on their shoulders.
He stood up and started pacing around again, recalling the days when he had been a young lad like his son, strong and full of energy, able to fuck any girl all night long. He thought about Billy, about what it must have been like spending the night with not one, but these two beauties.
He tried to dismiss the thoughts from his mind, but he just couldn't. His cock was pounding at his crotch, trying to escape the bathing suit he wore. He wanted to have his prick rubbed, sucked, played with, but he knew it was hopeless. So, instead, he tried to cover his frustration with anger.
'Tramps!' he yelled at them furiously, walking over to the side of the bed where Robin sat. 'I ought to hit you!' he shouted, raising his hand. Robin flinched. Her eyes turned downward, and caught a glimpse of his swollen crotch. She couldn't believe her eyes! She thought his cock must have been a foot long as it ached inside his pants.
Mr. Huston couldn't hit his lovely daughter; his hand fell back down to his side. 'You're just a couple of whores!' he screamed at them.
Robin was getting angry herself now. She didn't want to hurt him any more, but she just couldn't take his humiliating accusations.
'You two might as well be out on the streets!' he yelled at them, and that was the final straw. Robin couldn't listen to him any more. She eyed his swollen crotch again, and then turned her head up to him.
'That's enough! What about you, Daddy? Are you perfect?'
'No, I'm not. But I don't go laying down for every girl that comes along.'
'Well neither do we. Besides…' She hesitated, making sure he saw her look at his trunks, 'you're excited yourself now. I bet you'd like to get night in here with us. You're just jealous!' Then Robin dropped the sheet from her tits. 'Look, Daddy, don't I have nice nipples?' She raised her hands to her points and massaged them with her palms, the huge nipples growing erect in her hands.
Mr. Huston was shocked as he watched her stroking her lovely tits. He could feel his anger turning to passion. Her hands caressed her belly now as she spoke.
'You're just as excited as Billy was, Daddy,' she said in her sexiest voice. Her hands traced themselves in circles over the soft flesh of her belly. He could see her nipples swell, reaching out for his touch as she licked her lips, moistening her tender skin. Her father could feel himself becoming electrified as her body bloomed in full beauty before him. She pushed the sheet down over her legs, revealing her glorious blonde pussy to his astounded eyes.
'How do you like it?' she whispered, her hands playing in the soft pussy hair that covered her slit. Her crotch swayed as she stroked her soft cunt fur. Her bright-red nipples blossomed with life, waiting to be sucked, as he drew closer to the bed. 'Are you getting carried away, Daddy?'
Mr. Huston was losing control of himself now as he watched the supple young body of Robin writhe in front of him. Then Janie's sheet came down, too, and, kneeling, she gave him a full view of her luscious body.
The two girls teased him more, feeling their own desires stir inside them as their father neared the bed. He was magnetically drawn to them, unable to resist their young bodies. He hadn't seen or fucked such beautiful pussy in years!
His knees touched the bed, and he could feel himself breathing hard. Robin arched her cunt up to him, resting on her elbows as her legs spread apart, and he could see deep into her pink gash, the moist tissues beckoning him to fuck her.
'Don't touch me, Daddy. Don't get carried away,' she whispered at him, grinding her crotch at him harder.
'You bitch!' he yelled at her. 'You tramp!' he cried out, losing control of himself as his hands came down on her legs, slapping at her thighs. Her flesh was so warm and tender as he touched her, it made him want to touch her whole body. He lifted a leg over her belly, lowering it as he knelt on her. His hands pinned her shoulders down
