As you kept talking with your ass brother, Brittany’s mom and younger sister (Alice) entered the room. Both of which naked and fused together.
The mother and daughter had fused together into a humantaur, with Alice serving as the lower part. Her front arms bent forward like knees were as behind her another set of arms bent in the opposite direction. At the ends of each set of arms were hands with pink nail polish. Alice’s head faced forward unchanged down to her red pixie cut hair. Alice was always a tomboy into working out, to be honest you would’ve gone for her if she weren’t in college. From Alice’s shoulders behind head was the nude body of Brittany’s mom. Now looking much more fit and younger than what you remember, Alice’s tan even seams to have spread over her body giving her skin a sexy caramel color.. Her midriff now sported a toned six pack of abs rather than the chubby muffin top you distinctly remember. On her chest were four perky E cup breasts without any sag capped with perky pink nipples. Dangling from her smooth shoulders were a pair of sexy hairless toned legs ending in feet that were also painted pink.
Brittany rushed over and hugged her mom, her thighs rapping around your shared body and smothering your face into the middle of her sweaty cleavage. Eventually Alice got uncomfortable having her sister’s crotch rubbed in her face so pushed her way with her feet hands.
You relaxed a bit and let Brittany talk through your mouth and catch her up on the current situation. As they talked your eyes couldn’t help but wander to the milf’s quad breasts. Your crotch growing wet but Brittany didn’t seam to notice or care.
“Hey buddy eye’s down here.” Said Alice snapping you out of it. She had noticed you staring.
Brittany’s mom put a foot to her mouth and giggled, seaming to enjoy being ogled just a bit.
“Were’s dad?” Brittany asked trying to change the subject away from your peeping on her relatives.
Alice and mom looked at each other worried before then meeting your gaze.
“He’s in the backyard with the dog…” Brittany’s mom sighed out crossing her legs between her two rows of breasts.
Brittany didn’t waist time thinking too hard about what she meant by that, or the look they gave each other and started making her way to the back door…