Kevin was startled on hearing the cocks’ description, so much so that he nearly let out an exclamation of surprise. Sachita had to give him a nudge to stop him betraying their presence, mouthing “What’s the matter with you?” Then, when he actually began to answer her rhetorical question, she intimated him to once again shut up, indicating she was listening.
“So, I thought,” their mother went on, “what would be the difference in the ass between the upcurved and the downcurved? The only way to know was to hold an experiment, so that’s what I did.”
“Always the chemistry professor, eager to conduct practicals.” They heard their father’s characteristic guttural laugh, then a smooch, probably a kiss before he went on. “And what was the result of the experiment, my lovely chemist?”
Her voice took on an exaggerated professorial tone. “Well, each produced results conforming to their structure. With Upturned, I felt friction in areas which I did not with Downturned and conversely, Downturned produced sparks where Upturned could not.” Now the good professor’s tone devolved to the very bad wife’s. “That’s why I kept changing them every few minutes, to keep the fire going in all areas.”
“And what did you do with the waiting cock, keep it ready in your mouth?”
The image their parents’ conversation was creating in the youths’ heads along with the everyday way they were discussing things, was mind-blowing. Here each sibling was, thinking he or she had just come out of a hot, unique libertine experience and wondering how to continue that life without giving away the secret to their family, only to find that their parents were not only also libertines, but from the sound of it, had been for some time.
“No, I wanted to concentrate on the sensations I was receiving but fortunately I had one Dayinn at my disposal to keep it warm in her pussy until I needed it. You know what? It made me think of the irons of old that our grandmothers put on a charcoal stove to heat up, then used alternatively to iron their laundry.”
It was Sachita’s turn to jump at the mention of the Dayinn, making Kevin lift his eyebrow questioningly. He was beginning to wonder, following his own experience with the two Dayinns last night and the description he had heard from his mother about the cocks that had filled her butt whether it was pure coincidence or whether there was another explanation to it. Sachita’s reaction at the mention of Dayinn further intrigued him but his silent question remained unanswered as his sister made a gesture signifying she would explain later, intent on knowing what happened next. He decided to adopt another approach to get Sweetie’s attention.
Sachita ignored her brother’s curiosity, being herself too curious to discover if there was a link between her own evening and her parents’. Of course, as Cassie had explained, the Dayinn was a popular local mythological figure often used in masquerades. So, it was possible there had been Dayinns at her parents’ party too. But it was highly unlikely that one had stood bent over, next to a beautiful diamond lady while two Draculas kept trading places fucking the Diamond Queen’s ass and the Dayinn’s pussy the way Sach had seen happening while she had been engaged in her own libertine initiation. What her father said next had her all ears again, and she bent further towards the door, not paying attention to what her brother was doing.