The virgin bride and groom would discover fucking and then over do it to the point where her cunt and his dick got sore. "You've got what they used to call honeymoon disease. "How can I not love this boy." granddad said, standing behind Kyle and wrapping his arms around him. "'Home of the Whopper'." Kyle recited the motto of a local burger chain and granddad burst out laughing.
Dad and I looked at each other, mystified.
"Looks like a fast food restaurant to me." granddad said. Dad spread my cheeks to get a good look at my hole. I stood up and dropped my sweatpants and bent over the table while dad, granddad and Kyle clustered around my ass. "I was saving that for your one month anniversary with us." dad replied. "How come nobody has raped me on the kitchen table?" Kyle asked. "I knew I shouldn't have gone to bed early. "Oh, yeah? Well, it didn't help to have some big dick old fucker rape me on the kitchen table when my hole was already wrecked." I replied. "That's what happens to little boys who are greedy." granddad said. There's no way I can sit without my ass hole aching." "Damn, I'd think twice about taking on that meat without working up to it." dad said. "Your son had a run in with Deputy Monster Dick." granddad said. "Got ants in your pants?" dad asked as I squirmed again. I was squirming in my seat, trying to take the pressure off of my poor ravaged hole when dad came in one side from the hall and granddad came in the back door after going to the store for butter. The next morning found me sitting on a fluffy pillow at the kitchen table while Kyle prepared breakfast. Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.