As you press your breast into her face, she closes her eyes and lets out a satisfied moan, her hands moving to massage your back and ass as she enjoys the sensation. Your mom watches with a hungry expression, her hand still stroking herself furiously as she imagines what it would feel like to have both of you at once.

With a pleased groan, your sister lets out her nipples to be bitten and parted lips, her hips grinding against you as she feels the pleasure building inside her. "Oh yeah," she moans, arching her back in response to the sensation. Your mom watches intently, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she nears her climax once again. "That's it," she purrs, "Show your sister how much you love her."

"Hmm... Well, how about we watch a movie? Or maybe play some board games?" Your sister suggests, nuzzling her nose against yours. "We could even ask Mom if she'd like to join us in the Jacuzzi later." She grins mischievously, knowing full well that the hot tub sessions usually involve plenty of fun and games for everyone involved.

"What do you think? Sound like a plan?"

"Oh, that's just how you like it, isn't it?" Your sister teases, running her fingers through your hair as she leans back against the couch. "But seriously, if it bothers you that much..." She trails off with a grin, giving you a playful wink before returning her attention to the movie.

"Mmmm, yes," your mom moans, her hips bucking forward as you begin to suck on her cock. Your tongue dances around her engorged nub, teasing and exploring every inch while your other hand finds its way between her legs, massaging her clit. Her musky scent fills your nostrils, driving you wild with desire.

"Oh god," your sister groans, arching her back as you begin to fondle her cock. "That feels so good." She thrusts her hips forward, pushing her erection deeper into your hand. Her free hand finds its way to your head, tangling in your hair as she guides your touch with expert precision.

Their moans fill the room as you pleasure them both, the tension between them palpable and building with each passing moment.

Lyra glances between the two of you, her expression a mix of jealousy and lust. "Can I play too?" she asks timidly, biting her lower lip. Her small cock is already hard in her underwear just from watching. Your mother grins at Lyra, pulling out of Kira just enough to reach over and stroke the younger girl's cock through her panties.

"Of course you can," Elara says with a sly smile. "In fact, why don't we all take turns?"

Your mother looks Lyra in the eye, her expression promising that she'll take good care of her. "Why don't you help your sister out while I finish up here?" She moves to kneel between Kira's legs, positioning herself for one last thrust before she comes.

Elara nods encouragingly at Lyra, urging her to join in the fun.

Mom grins at her daughter, watching eagerly as she begins to tease herself. "That's it," she says encouragingly, running a hand down her chest and over her breast. "I bet you taste even better this morning." With a swift motion, she leans forward and captures one of her daughter's nipples between her lips, sucking hard.

Mal lies in bed, watching the display with interest. She's never seen Mom be so dominant with her sister before;

Mom continues to suck on her daughter's nipple, as she slides a finger into her dripping wet pussy. Her other hand moves down to stroke her clit, driving her over the edge. "Oh god yes!" she cries out, coming hard around Mal's fingers. As she comes down from her high, she looks up at Mal with a satisfied smile. "Your turn," she says, nodding towards where Mal's sister was just playing with herself.

Mom and sister exchange knowing glances before Mom shrugs, her thick cock still buried deep within you. "Alright, if that's what you really want..." She leans down to kiss your forehead gently. "But remember, we'll always make sure our little girl is nice and full."

With that, they pull out of you, leaving you stretched and satisfied. Your sister plops down on the couch next to you, idly running a finger over your belly button. "That was fun,"

Mom chuckles, sitting down on the other side of you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "We'll have to do this more often," she says with a wink. "And who knows? Maybe next time we'll invite some friends over for a little futa family fun."

You shiver at the thought, but can't help the excited anticipation that wells up inside you. The futa life is addictive, and you find yourself already craving more of their attention and affection.