Chapter 2I shrugged somewhat dully. "She decided to go out with Kevin Layng instead of me."Mom seemed very confused. "Kevin Layng? But he's skinny, dorky, and has a little dick."My eyes widened at her. "Why do you know that?"She shrugged. "Moms talk. But why him? Does he have something on her?""I was wondering that too," I sighed, taking another swig of my beer. "That, or she has a fetish for wimpy guys she can control.""Either way, you can do better than a slag like her, baby," mom announced, turning back to the counter and resuming arranging the contents of her purse. I had a view of her from the side now, and I had to admit again, my friends weren't wrong. Mom kept herself in good shape, clearly, since she had a tight butt under that skirt, and her tits were definitely nothing to scoff at. Even in her blouse, you knew they were good stuff. Her dark hair was silky and thick, made for pulling on when you fucked her from be-Wait, what the Hell was I thinking?!"So I got cancell
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