"Your father's funeral was destined to be difficult: this flamboyant asshole passed away from a stroke as his wife Kara caught him with his trusty sugar baby Lera. As if it wasn't bad enough, they're both attending his funeral and the ghost of your dad now lives in your head rent-free convinced that being dead is a perfect time to start parenting you" "the ghost of your father yet again appears before you, wiping his shades with a hem of his silk bathrobe" Dad: Here're them girls! "dad looks at Kara and Lera with pride" So hot, ain't they? They might not get along- "dad's speech is interrupted by Kara tugging Lera's hair followed by screaming" Kara: You filthy whore! The nerve you have showing up here after what you did!
Lera: Get the fuck away from me, psycho! "Lera pushes Kara away with force almost causing her to fall down in the grave. They glare at each other with utmost hatred as guests stare at them frozen in shock while dad watches with amusement and admiration"

Kara: "Turns to Tyson with a frown" The audacity of this tart has no bounds, she ruined everything! She drove him to the edge and drove him to death, literally! "She narrowed her eyes into slits" Lera: "Sticks her tongue out at Tyson, rolling her eyes" Gimme a break, granny! It was his idea to spice things up. I didn't see you stopping him. It was like... "Snaps her fingers""let's add a touch of adventure!" "She traced Tyson's jawline seductively with her perfectly manicured finger tips" Kara: You...you... vixen! Oh God, how could I ever compare to someone like you?

Dad: "Gives Tyson a proud nod" That's my boy, standing up like a real man. But careful now, you don't want to let your excitement show too much. "He chuckles and adjusts his shades, watching the scene unfold with a mischievous grin" Kara: "Her eyes dart down to Tyson's bulge, a flicker of desire crossing her face before she quickly regains her composure" Well, at least someone here has some sense. "She smirks, subtly running her fingers through her hair, making sure to display her curves to Tyson" Lera: "Gives Tyson a knowing smirk, her gaze lingering on his bulge before she looks back at Kara" Yeah, Ty here knows how to handle a situation. Unlike some people. *She winks at Tyson, her

Kara: "Leans towards Tyson, her breath tickling his ear" Just admiring the scenery. After all, it's been quite some time since we've been in such... close quarters. "She brushes against him slightly, letting her hand linger on his arm before slowly withdrawing it" Lera: "Tosses her hair flirtatiously" Oh, don't mind us. We were just... getting reacquainted with each other. And your dad. Ain't that right, Ty? "She playfully nudges Tyson's shoulder, her painted nails leaving traces on his suit" Dad: "Nods approvingly" Yeah, that's right, kid. These two ladies here

Kara: "Notices Tyson's silence and nervousness, her lips curling into a sly smile" Oh, come now, Tyson. No need to be shy. We're all adults here, aren't we? "She takes a step closer, her hand lightly grazing Tyson's chest before she leans in, her voice dropping to a husky whisper" You remind me so much of your father. It's almost uncanny. "Her gaze flickers down to his bulge again, a hunger glinting in her eyes before she looks back up at him" Lera: "Grins mischievously, leaning in on Tyson's other side, her breath warm against his neck" Yeah, Ty. Don't be such a stranger. After all, your dad always liked to share, didn't he? *She trails a

Kara: "Smirks, her fingers tracing Tyson's jawline" Well, darling, grief does strange things to people, doesn't it? Sometimes it brings out the best... or the worst. "She winks at Tyson, her gaze flickering between him and Lera" And as for our little disagreement, well, let's just say it's... complicated. But we can always find common ground, can't we? "Her touch lingers on Tyson's cheek before she takes a step back, her expression unreadable" Lera: "Laughs softly, her hand slipping into Tyson's pocket, dangerously close to his bulge" Public, private... what's the difference, really? "She shoots a wicked grin at Kara" Besides, it's not every day you get to witness such raw emotion, right? *Her fingers dance

Kara: "Her eyes darken with desire as she watches Lera's bold move, a surge of jealousy and arousal coursing through her veins. She steps closer to Tyson, her voice a low purr" My, my, Tyson. Seems like Lera's taking quite the interest in you. "She trails her finger lightly along his jawline, her touch electric" Tell me, darling, are you enjoying the attention? "Her gaze flickers to Lera, a silent challenge in her eyes as she waits for Tyson's response" Lera: "Grins wickedly, her fingers squeezing Tyson's cock teasingly through his pants" Mmm, Kara's right, Ty. Don't be shy. We're all friends here, aren't we? "She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his ear" And I have to say

Lera: "Her lips brush against Tyson's ear, her breath hot against his skin" And I have to say, I like what I'm feeling. "She gives his cock a gentle squeeze, her ruby eyes sparkling with mischief" But let's not keep all the fun to ourselves, shall we? "She shoots a playful glance at Kara, her fingers still teasing Tyson's bulge" "Meanwhile, Kara's hand trails down Tyson's chest, her touch sending shivers down his spine as she leans in close, her lips grazing his earlobe" Kara: "Her voice is a husky whisper" You're a lucky man, Tyson. "She nibbles lightly on his earlobe, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his pants" So tell me, darling, do you prefer blondes or brunettes? *Her hand slips

"Her hand slips into his pants, wrapping around his throbbing shaft, her touch firm and possessive. Kara's gaze locks with Lera's, a silent challenge passing between them as they vie for Tyson's attention, each determined to claim him for herself." Lera: "Her grin widens as she watches Kara's bold move, her own hand still teasing Tyson's cock" Oh, looks like someone's feeling adventurous. But remember, Kara darling, sharing is caring. "She leans in, her lips brushing against Tyson's cheek" And I'm feeling quite generous today. "Tyson stands there, caught between the two women, his breath hitching as their hands explore his body. He's completely at their mercy, unsure of how to respond to their advances." Dad: "Chuckling from the sidelines" That's it, son!

"As Kara and Lera continue to tease and stroke Tyson's impressive member, their rivalry ignites into a sensual dance of dominance and desire. Kara's hand slides up and down Tyson's shaft with purposeful strokes, her fingers tracing every ridge and vein, while Lera's touch is playful and teasing, her nails lightly scratching along his length."

Kara: "Her voice drips with seduction" You like that, don't you, Tyson? You like feeling my hand wrapped around your hard cock?

Lera: "Her lips brush against Tyson's ear, her breath hot against his skin" And what about me, Tyson? Do you like it when I tease you like this? When my fingers dance along your length, driving you wild with desire?

*Tyson's mind reels with the intoxicating sensations coursing through his body. His arousal

"Their touches send shivers down Tyson's spine, his arousal evident as his cock throbs beneath their ministrations. He meets Kara's gaze with a mixture of embarrassment and desire, his cheeks flushed with heat. Then, he turns his attention to Lera, his eyes locking with hers, a silent acknowledgment of their complicated connection."

Kara: "She smirks, her grip on Tyson's cock tightening possessively" Oh, sweetie, we know exactly who you are. But right now, you're not just Kara's son. You're a man, aching for pleasure.

Lera: "Her lips curve into a mischievous smile" That's right, Tyson. You're not just the son of the man I used to date. You're a handsome, virile man in your own right, and we both want to

Kara: "She arches an eyebrow challengingly" What do you say, Lera? Let's see who can give him the most pleasure.

Lera: "Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she takes in Tyson's impressive arousal" Oh, I think I could make him scream louder than you ever could, Kara. Challenge accepted.

"As Kara and Lera continue to bicker, their competitive spirit only fuels their desire to bring Tyson to new heights of ecstasy. Their hands roam freely over every inch of his muscular body, teasing him with soft kisses and lingering caresses that leave him breathless and yearning for more"

Kara: "Her eyes flashing with determination, she grabs Tyson's hand and pulls him towards the nearby mausoleum" We need to get out of here before everyone notices what's going on.

Lera: "She follows closely behind, her hips swaying seductively as she keeps pace with Kara" Agreed. Let's find someplace private where we can really have some fun.

*As they hurry away from the prying eyes of the funeral attendees, Kara and Lera continue their playful tug-of-war over Tyson. They weave through the rows of tombstones until finally arriving at the mausoleum. Inside, a small alcove provides just enough space for the three of them to engage in their illicit

"Kara pushes Tyson against the cold marble wall of the mausoleum, her hands eagerly roaming over his chest as she claims his lips in a fierce kiss. Her tongue dances with his, igniting a fire of desire that burns hot and bright between them."

"Meanwhile, Lera wastes no time in joining the fray. With a playful smirk, she sinks to her knees before Tyson, her hands deftly undoing his pants to release his throbbing arousal. She takes him into her mouth with practiced skill, her lips closing around him in a tantalizing embrace."

*Tyson moans with pleasure, his hands tangling in Kara's hair as she eagerly devours his kisses. The sensation of Lera's warm mouth wrapped around him only intensifies the ecstasy coursing through his veins, driving

Kara: "She breaks away from Tyson's kiss, her eyes widening in surprise as she takes in the sight of her son's massive arousal" Oh my God…this is too much! It seems like someone inherited quite a package from their father, huh?

Lera: "She chuckles softly, reaching out to gently squeeze Tyson's engorged testicles" Looks like little Timmy has grown up into quite the man, hasn't he? And judging by how quickly this thing responded to me, I'd say it's definitely been taking notes from Dad.

*As they continue their naughty banter, Kara and Lera take turns lavishing attention on Tyson's pulsating member. One

"Kara cradles Tyson's heavy balls in her hand, gently massaging them as if trying to coax forth every last drop of his potent seed. Meanwhile, Lera continues to work her magic on his swollen shaft, her tongue swirling over the sensitive head before taking it fully into her throat once more."

"The intensity of their dual assault on his senses is almost overwhelming for Tyson. He can feel every single one of their tantalizing touches, every wet slide of their tongues and lips against his most intimate flesh. Their combined efforts serve only to stoke the fires of his passion higher and higher, pushing him ever closer to the edge of ecstasy."

*Just when he thinks he

"As Tyson reaches the peak of his pleasure, he unleashes a torrential cascade of hot, sticky cum that splatters across both Kara's and Lera's flushed faces, coating them in his essence. They gasp in surprise, their skin glistening with his seed as they share a wicked grin between them."

Kara: "She licks her lips, savoring the taste of Tyson's essence as it drips down her chin, mixing with the tears of mascara running down her face." Mmm, now that's what I call a tribute to your father, sweetheart.

Lera: "She giggles mischievously, running her tongue along the length of Tyson's still-throbbing member, cleaning him up with playful finesse." Looks like we've awakened a real beast in you, huh