Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Tabo)>Ep3

While the men set up the campsite, the women worked on putting lunch together. Austin's stomach growled. His father gave him a knowing smile. Austin only hoped he looked as good as his Dad at 40. The man was fit, tan, and the little bit of silver in his dark hair only made him look distinguished rather than old. Austin knew that most of the guys at school lusted after his sisters. He also knew a good many that drooled over his Mom. But he'd yet to meet a girl who didn't absolutely swoon when they saw his Dad. Austin couldn't help but be jealous of that.

Austin looked over at his Mom. She was leaning slightly over the table, causing her perfect ass to poke out like she was getting ready to be taken from behind. Her little tits hung down in her light blue t-shirt. The muscles in her arm, strained. His Dad got to be with that woman whenever he wanted. Oh, Austin definitely couldn't help but be jealous of that...

Austin felt a hand on his shoulder. His father. Austin's heart seized like his Dad was squeezing it rather than his arm.

"Enjoying the view?" his father said. Shit fuck shit!

"Yes, it's ummm, very nice?" Austin asked.

"I love this place. The lake. The trails. It's so peaceful. Tough to find a place with no people these days, you know? For us to be together as a family with no one else around, I don't think you understand what a rare treasure that is." Austin's chest loosened. He stood a little straighter.

"Yes, Dad," he said, "I always liked coming here when we were kids."

"I know you've been having trouble lately. That whole mess with the party..."

"I told you, Dad, that was Finn. Not me."

"And the car..."

down at the ground. He didn't have an

after high school to wonder where your life is going. Especially if you aren't getting a

being honest with us. With yourself. Which is kind of what I'm trying to get at. Your mother and I are both very proud of the man you've become," Austin's father took both his son's shoulders in his hands now, looked him straight in the eye, "Despite everything else that's been going on, we know that you're becoming a respectable, responsible young man. You're

"Just because you and Mom were already working on your second at

honored to have you as a son' speech. Grandkids? Eh, they can wait a

shoulder, and then the older man walked over to the picnic table. Austin smiled. Suddenly the valley seemed far brighter than when

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to the lake in record time. The camp was all set up. Nothing to do now but relax

word he'd said to his son. He really was proud of the boy, of the man he was growing into being. He didn't want to admit it to himself, but he was a little jealous, as well. James remembered being young, but he didn't recall ever being as studly as Austin with his

James thought he caught his wife appreciating their son, as well, but he quickly arrested his thinking. Maybe his suspicions came from the fact that James, himself, often found himself eyeing their female offspring. As his daughters joined him at the table, James had to concede that both had grown into young beauties. Alexis (he knew he was supposed to call her Lexi but he couldn't) was almost as tall

and it gave her assets that overwhelmed the others by far. Christine talked like Molly was fat, which was

down on the bench next to her

James chuckled. The family was religious, yes, but not devout. He believed strongly in God and His church. But you heard about some real crazies out there (This one story he'd been told about a woman from a nearby parish who'd essentially impregnated her daughters to stop her son from masturbating was particularly disturbing. It gave James the shivers just thinking about it). He was proud

in unison. Even James felt a little whine

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