"Yessssss!" Trish cried loudly as she felt the exquisite rush of jism up her ass.
She came again, shuddering against the two pricks which still impaled ha pussy and ass.
Suddenly, the door to the motel room slammed open and Janet's voice rang out, thick with lust.
"Is this where the party is?" the woman asked, already stripping.
Norm and Trish exchanged a triumphant look. Larry stared open-mouthed as his wife removed her clothes.
"What's going on here?" Larry asked, finally finding his voice, his prick still sticking lewdly inside his daughter's pussy.
"Oh, Dad, everything's gonna be so great," Trish giggled, and together, she and her brother explained that that morning, before school, they had told their mother all about their father's fuck session with Trish the night before, and what he had learned from it. They had assured her that he had had a genuine change of heart, that he saw nothing wrong with incest and that, in fact, he welcomed it in his own family, and that he was sorry for everything and wanted the family to be together again. They had given their mother the address of the motel and told her to meet them there after they had had a chance to "welcome" their father back into the family.
"That's right, dear," Janet said, listening to her kids' explanation of her sudden appearance. "And now it's my turn to welcome you back into the fold. Any complaints?"
"None at all! Come here, you!" Larry said with a grin as his wife settled onto the floor next to him and he pulled his still-hard prick free from Trish's cunt and rammed it into Janet's pussy without another word. But then none was necessary. For the entire family was communicating beautifully – better than ever, in fact.