My Vivi is no good Part 4 Visiting Mom and Dad

We went to visit my family on our first Christmas together firmament Vivi and I. Mom says that Vivi has no way, that she is a woman of life itself, that with her had many boyfriends, many even, to the point of being badly spoken, she already had a natural face of a whore. Dad was happy with Vivi around the house, and he wanted her to sit on his lap all the time. Only Dad doesn't wear pants or underwear when he's at home, and he walks around the house with that panty the size of a jumbo, swinging around the house. When he saw Vivi, Dad's panty started to swell and rise. Vivi didn't miss a lance from Dad's jeba, and even stood in front to take a few punches in the face, every time I caught my wife tying her sandals, jumping a needle, or cleaning the floor, when he passed by Vivi also didn't wear underwear, when he saw Daddy at will, also wanted to be free, and Mommy took off Nano's skirt, which was already very revealing, folded it, gave it to Mommy to wash, and stayed around the house, just taking care of Daddy. She would pick up something from Daddy, take it back to him, and then give it to that bundle. I wasn't liking it, because my dad's bird was right in her groin. If I told anyone, they'd say it looked like it was even arranged. It was every tantrum! There was a time when I swore I'd stuck the big, long swallow in one of my wife's orifices. But since she didn't complain, and kept sitting with everything, even in front, making a wet beating noise, meat being punched by a boxer in training, I had no way to complain. Vivi turned on my dad's collar and he turned his eyes, plucked his mustache, drooled... and Vivi, turning, as if the dad's collar was a naked office chair that was turning. Mom was finding it good, Dad staying home to break down, because he spent the weekends with the burners, and Mom always complained. Let, my son, at least your father is even helping is Nora washing dishes. but Dad was making her sneeze water in the whole kitchen and she was all wet, with six dipped in the water. My brothers arrived, they were already taking off their beautiful trousers in front of my wife and I complained to mother that they were forcing my wife to kneel and sticking their cocks I will stay of her. Mother defended, saying that it was just a joke, to stop me from grabbing my brothers' feet. I complained that my wife couldn't even breathe with those sticks in her throat, and my mom said that she was saying, with her mouth full, moaning, that she wanted to keep going. I asked how my mom could know, if the only ground my wife was emitting was from panting and vomiting semen, to which my wife took my older brother's stick out of his mouth, and said that she wanted more, that mom was right. During lunch, my brothers would pull my wife by the hair, for her to sit on their lap, and I complained to Mom that my brothers were pulling my wife, that he always does that when they're going out there at home, but no longer defended life by saying that yes I wanted a united family, without them staying in the zone, spending quality time together, I had to give thanks to the hollow dick saint. My wife didn't even touch the dinner, because the table, she ate under the table, and she was full of what my brothers gave her to swallow. She sat on the hill of Dad, who played with her of UPA horseshoe, making her get all dirty with the sauce of the food, my middle brother was licking, breasts of my wife, my other brothers were shoving their chickens in it, opposing on the little hands or feet. If I complained, they would call me Zé Bocetinha, and my dad would defend them, saying that I was the last one to speak and the first one to be caught, and my mom would say that I should be thankful for having such a big family, with so many men, and to please my wife, since I have a hard time reaching my wife's G-spot, unlike my well-equipped brothers. I complained, saying that they already had all lovers, of curls, had sex every day, all the time with them, but enslaving, and I complained because they still had to want to take my wife too, to which Vivi grumbled, with several sticks in the mouth, of Mom translate, saying that she was having a lot of fun with video brothers, which was a man thing, to have so much libido, get flirting, and making silly hand. but I decided not to question, even if it seemed to be much more than just flirting, or silly hand joke, because Mom had accepted all the translations of choking and moaning of my wife, and told me to undo my calves, wash my brothers' cars, and saw my head, not to be thinking about silly things because my own wife was not right. When we left, my wife was all fucked up, hurt the whole car. The hard thing is that besides me being the little one, I didn't pull, when all my brothers, the pause give dad.