“whatever.” You say to them.
You take a final glance at them and walk back towards the kitchen and your original goal. Standing at the refrigerator eating a sandwich you try to block out the moans and dirty talk coming from the next room. Over the next few minutes you here “Fuck me! Oh god yes fuck me! That’s it right there! You like that you filthy whore! Take it you fucking slut!” Over and over again. You’re kind of used to it now. Or are you?
You look down to find your cock at full attention peeking out of your boxers. The thought of your mother being such a sex addict that she would do her own flesh and blood just because she needs a cock has turned you on. Looking towards the dining room, you wonder whether there’s still a way for you to come out of this a winner. “Oh fuck yes! Harder! Fuck me harder! I’m cumming!” You hear them finishing up. Minutes later your naked mother strolls into the kitchen and grabs a cold can of pepsi out of the fridge. You admire the beads of sweat running down her skin, her curvy body and confidence in her walk after having sex all hold your eyes’ attention. Keith walks in almost immediately and playfully slaps your mother’s ass disrupting your concentration.
“Are you hungry? Do you two want anything to eat?” Your mother asks grabbing a loaf of bread out of a cabinet.
“I’d love to eat that pussy out again.” Keith says. He stands behind your mother and presses his cock against her ass while he reaches around and tickles her clit. Your mother giggles at Keith’s friskiness.
“Okay that’s it!” You yell. “You two can’t do this! I can’t pretend I’m fine walking in on my brother pounding my mom from behind on the dining room table!” Keith looks angry and your mother is worriedly anticipating your next sentence.
“Honey…we…” She begins.
“No! Shut up! You shut up!” You silence your mother. “You are a whore! I have no respect for you as my mother anymore; you’re just the tramp who pays the bills!”
Your mother’s eyes gloss over and she breaks out into tears. Keith simply walks away leaving your mother on the floor crying to herself. You feel kinda bad but you stand by what you said.
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