Mom Shakes Ass For Son Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry I was such a whore, but... I just got so lonely. Even with my new tits, you just didn't pay attention to me." "Yeah," he groaned. "Just... busy at work. Things are stressful. I'll pay more attention. To you. To Matti." "And so will our son," Mom purred as she reached behind her and parted her butt-cheeks. She flashed her asshole at me. I hurried to her and pressed my cock against that naughty hole. Matti whimpered behind me. I glanced at her settling on the couch and fingering her sloppy cunt full of Dad's jizz. She masturbated as I thrust my cock against our mother's asshole.

he said. “I was a little busy dad please can you at least just send 300$ so I can hold up?” she begged her dad as he listened to her and let out a sigh. “Alright Leo I will try” she stared at her shoes for a moment knowing when he said he will try he just might take two more months before sending. “I am a little busy dad, I will call you back, love you” she said as she dropped the call. She sent her hands into her joggers and there it was her last 20$ staring right back at her as she walked into the room to listen to Ethan Rays who could wipe his butt with 20$ and not feel a pain.

Aster frowned. "Mommy did nothing wrong! You were the one who pushed her down the stairs, I saw it!" Jasmine's expression suddenly became ice-cold, and she waved her hand, gesturing for the bodyguards to throw him out. "Fine, then go watch your mother die." Aster panicked, his eyes red as tears fell down his cheeks. "I'll do it! I'll say sorry!" And so, I watched as my son kneeled down in front of Jasmine. My heart felt like it was being stabbed with knives a thousand times over, and I wanted nothing more than to run over and hold him in my arms.

If she ate them and nothing happened, it would prove she'd been lying to Mom the whole time! "I was helping Mom!" Smack! Dad stormed into the observation room and slapped Mom across the face. "Look what you did! You coldhearted freak, obsessed with your stupid theories! You didn't just kill Sophie. You raised a little monster who knows how to destroy people without leaving a trace. Happy now?" Mom clutched her burning cheek. He shoved her, and she hit the floor. The judgment she'd always been so proud of, the micro-expression analysis she trusted more than anything, had become the cruelest joke.

He turned to our son and ordered, "Tell your mom. Do you want her to leave or not?" Adrian flinched at his tone. He looked at his father, then at me, and suddenly burst into tears. "I don't want Mom to go, but if she doesn't learn and improve, she'll hold me back." He cried as he spoke, repeating words he clearly learned from his father. "Dad said Mom is a negative asset in my original family." I stood up. Ignoring Harry's fury and my son's sobs, I walked straight into the bedroom. "Suzy, stop right there." Harry followed me in and blocked the doorway. "What are you packing? Name one thing in this house you paid for. Everything you eat, wear, and use comes from my money.

Without a word, she dropped her utensils and stormed straight to our neighbor, Yvonne Loft's house. The sound of Mom pounding on the door echoed loudly. Yvonne, completely unaware of what Mom had discovered, thought it was just one of her poker friends calling her over for another game. The moment she opened the door, however, Mom's hand flew across her face, slapping her so hard that Yvonne's head snapped to the side. "You slut! I can't believe you'd set your sights on my husband when I've been so good to you all this time!" Mom roared as she kicked and hit Yvonne relentlessly, ignoring all of her attempts to explain.

I was in bed sleeping like a log of wood after wetting my blue bed sheet with tears, I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and looked up to see my son's gentle, slate-blue eyes. He smiled and said,mom, everything will be okay, you still have me, we both have each other. He said, looking like a warrior who survived battle. thank you baby, I said. have you eaten anything yet,he replied like a baby,yeah, I ate some eggs and salad, I asked about Sarah, has she gone back home,he said, yeah she left early this morning.

"Then I'll speak to the healers about adjusting your medication." "That's blackmail!" "That's parenting." I moved toward the door. "The choice is yours, Caleb." Silence stretched between us. Finally, bitter resignation crossed his face. "Mother." The word came out strangled. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite hear that." "Mother!" Louder. Angrier. I beamed. "See? That wasn't so hard." "I hate you." "I know." I opened the door. "Get some rest, son. You have a long month ahead."

I distinctly heard Yelena Lipton gasp on the other end of the phone, followed by several seconds of silence. "Mom's… gone? H-How could that be? This is just too sudden! I didn't mean to be absent. I-I'll buy tickets for the soonest flight possible and head back right away. Wait for me to come back, okay?" "No need. From now on, you and I should go our separate ways. There's no need for us to be tied together anymore. This is exactly what you want, isn't it?"

He said, "Say whatever you want! I will never believe your slander! I repeat, my son is not that kind of person!" "You don’t believe it?" Abbess Mother Serendipity gritted her teeth too. "Megan, continue to hit." Megan stepped forward, raised her hand and threw slap after slap. Slap! Slap! Slap! She was going harder and harder! How could Drake be able to withstand the impact at his age? While the loud slaps rang in the background, Abbess Mother Serendipity said coldly, "Father like son. If you’re not going to admit to the sin, then, we’ll hit you until you admit it!”