Sara and I both were very sheepish walking into the kitchen after our parents worked in house to find my dick in Sara's mouth.
Dad was cutting up some bell peppers and Mom was arranging other toppings on the counter.
"Wash your hands and get the pizza pan," Dad instructed.
Once the pizza pan was on the stove ready Mom causally looked at us and said, "there better not be a mess on my couch."
"There isn't," Sara replied, causing me to think about how i came in the mouth.
"Good. I'll assume that your predinner snack didn't kill your appetite Sara," Mom said through a smile.
Sara just looked her dumbfound as the reality that Mom correctly guessed she had just swallowed a load of come.
We all sat and watched as Dad worked his magic making a fresh pizza for us. Not much was said as dough was mixed, twirled, and stretched out on the pan.
Topping were added and into the oven it went.
Sitting at the table with us Dad glanced at me and Sara then addressed the elephant in the room, "so why were you sucking your brother's dick when we got home"?
We tried to explain the situation but each sentence made it sound stranger and more unbelievable.
"So you went from going on a date with your boyfriend to blowing your brother," Mom asked looking at Sara.
"Sounds crazy when you say it like that," answered Sara.
"Reminds me when I was dating Deb and we walked in on you with... shit was his name? Anyway when we walked in in you," Dad said to Mom.
"She was more embarrassed than me," Mom answered him.