Nancy stumbles into the room

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Your heart skips a beat as Nancy hops into the room on one bare foot, her head down as she removes a shoe from one foot. The other heel is in her other hand.

"Okay, I'm here," she says, the newly removed shoe clutched in her hand as she straightens up. "I- what the fuck?" One of her shoes drops from her hand, hitting the floor with a solid thunk.

Nancy's face turns pale, or at least as pale as it can get when she's had two daiquiris. A look of shock and disbelief spreads over her face.

The momentary hope that Nancy was here to join in the fun was dashed by her words, actions, and appearance. You realize that this must look bad, what with you and Gwen naked, and your dick hilt deep in her pussy.

"Uh, Nancy," you manage to stammer. "What are you doing here?"

"Gwen asked me to come up," Nancy says weakly. "She wanted me to play with you two." The other shoe drops from her hand, just as loudly. Then she seems to compose herself. "What the fuck are you doing to my sister, Max?"

Gwen finally speaks. "We're making babies, Nancy." She holds the doll aloft for emphasis. "Do you want one too?"

Nancy loses her newfound composure. "What?" A confused expression comes over her face. She looks around for a moment, then kneels down to pick up one of her shoes. She straightens up, then drops the shoe, for dramatic emphasis.

"Max and I are making babies," Gwen repeats, slower this time. "He can make one in you too, if you'd like."

"You're too young to have a baby, Gwen," Nancy protests. Like everyone in her family, her first thought is about Gwen being the baby of the family.

"I'm eighteen, and only one year younger than you," Gwen counters. "And you were saying after dinner how much you wanted a baby." She looks back at you, where you are still impaling her pussy. You've been too paralyzed with... something to have the clarity of thought that maybe you should take your penis out of her.

What now?

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