Frank was conflicted. Timmy and Andy - his twin boys, his pride and joy, the best reminders he had of his beloved late wife, Patty, whom they took after in coloring and build - were cocksucking faggots! And they gave him the best head EVER, actually competing to see which would get his load. But the source of his conflict wasn’t that they were queer - he thought of them as his twin princesses now. No, the conflict was which one was Frank gonna deflower first? Which pussy was gonna be the first to get knocked up by his raw Daddy dick? Whoever it was, was gonna lord it over his brother-sister for the rest of their lives. What’s a father supposed to do in situations like these?