Hot Moms In Underwear นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Reaching under her shirt behind her, Mom unhooked her bra and sliding the straps down, pulled it out along one side of her tank top and tossed it on the floor. "Damn I needed that," she said as she rubbed her tits, "Things get uncomfortable at the end of the day." Uncomfortable was one way to put how I felt, as when she moved her hands her hard nipples were poking through the thin white tank top. Mom turned away from me and as my eyes widened pulled down her shorts. Underneath she was wearing a pair of lace red boy shorts that hugged her tightly and left her tanned ass cheeks exposed. Oh, fuck me, I thought. Mom stayed bent over for a moment and made a show of wiggling out of her shorts. I t

I retorted, "Your mom's health started failing quite a while back. I told you about it several times before, but you were just too busy taking care of the 'terminally-ill' Phillip to heed my words. That's why you were unaware of her situation for so long! "That day, I called you when the doctors were performing emergency treatment on her. However, you only picked up after multiple calls, and even then, you barely spoke to me before running off to soak in the hot springs with Phillip! Have you forgotten about that?"

You're right," she said. Just then, their phones chimed at the same time. They pulled out their phones and tapped on the notifications. "Moms, when are you coming home? The other Moms are already here. It's my birthday today. I'm going to get angry if you don't come home soon." William's childish whining echoed through the room. Both Gloria and Joanne smiled at the same time. They carefully lifted their phones and sent voice messages to William to coax him. It was a familiar sight. They used to coax me like that in the past.

Please, mommy! " Mommy is very tired…" Kia said and looked at his mother. " Don't worry, mommy is feeling very good. I will do that with you guys, okay?" She said and smiled as she walked up to them. " Now, go and hide yourselves. Five … four…." She said while they hurriedly went ahead to hide themselves. As soon as Kim and Honey got to a point, they stumbled on each other but Kia hurriedly stood up and went to hide, leaving Beauty there for a second.

This man nearly made me end up in trouble just now. Why hadn't I even noticed the scratch on my chest? I'd been so carried away with my thoughts. I just need to focus. I got up and started to undress, peeling off my clothes until I was completely naked. I was about to grab my towel when there was a knock on my door. Before I could say anything, the door opened. My mum stepped inside. I yelped, grabbing the towel and pressing it against my body. "Oh, you're still here?" she said, completely unbothered. "Go shower quickly, Bella. We're going out soon after lunch, and you're still standing there."

It was the kind that made me forget all my worries especially since he was all I had after I lost my mother. “Rare gem wedding,” he smiled while wrapping his arms around my small, fragile, feminine body. “Your mother would be so proud and happy wherever she is currently.” I nodded into his chest, inhaling his strong scent in an attempt not to break down in tears at the memories of my late mother. He soon excused himself for duty calls, leaving me with no other option than to retire to bed. I watched as all the maids retreated one by one, leaving the room entirely blank except for the glorious view of my gown, which was the exact color of the moon.

But Tara grabbed me, holding me back with surprising strength. “ You shouldn’t upset Aunt Margaret any further,” she said softly, feigning concern. Mom finished the call and lowered her phone with an air of triumph. Her gaze pierced me, full of smug satisfaction. “It’s done. The box has already been burned. When you chose to do wrong, you should’ve known the price you’d pay.” My arms fell limp at my sides as the fight drained out of me. In my mind, I could see the box engulfed in flames, its contents reduced to ash.

Mom was ultimately taken away. As the primary responsible party, she was charged with domestic abuse and negligent homicide. My case set off a massive storm online, with trending article headlines like "Supermodel Kills Her Own Daughter", "Pseudoscience Weight Loss Kills", and "Hell's Empty Because the Devils Are Here on Earth". The topic was hot for three whole days. Everything from Mom's time as a supermodel was dug up and exposed, down to the smallest scandal. Inside the detention center, Mom lost her mind. She refused to eat and was convinced a red-light monitor was still strapped to her wrist. Every time she opened her mouth to eat, she heard alarms blaring in her ears.

The post had been updated. Mom was crying online again, saying her younger daughter got framed while her older daughter was jealous, bitter, and cruel. Then that same commenter popped up again. [LindaKnowsBest: Then say she's mentally unstable. Claim she was terrified her prettier younger sister would steal her husband, so she set the whole thing up on purpose.] [LindaKnowsBest: Make the medical records and chat logs look legit.] Mom replied almost instantly. [Thank you! I'll do it right away!]

"Modest? Did you just put Daisy and modest in one sentence? I looked at Mom and smiled politely even though inside I was fuming. "Why is Harriet allowed to wear bikinis in all her modeling shoots? She posts pictures of herself practically naked and everyone claps. But I wear a normal skirt that goes to mid-thigh and suddenly I’m a whore?" Mom’s face went tight, the way it always did when she was about to lecture.