Sally Face Mom Novels & Stories

"So, what do you think? Are you staying with us?" Sally's face scrunched up in concentration, and she took another deep breath before signing, "Actually, I want to move in with my biological Mom." The room fell silent, and I felt Allison's hand tighten around mine. I glanced at her, knowing what she was thinking and judging from her sudden sweaty hands, I knew she was furious, anxious, and probably scared. Sally's decision had clearly taken everyone by surprise.

She purred plumping her butt on the chair next to Celine. “You are not the queen of the house Sall” Mr Kay said with a smile “Definetely,mom is ” Celine chimmed eyeing Sally who frowned instantly. “But she is definitely the princess ” She added and Sally beamed a gleeful smile. Sally quickly sanked into her breakfast munching on the baked pancake like a hungry hyena.She didn't notice her family members staring at her with awe and when she did she smacked her lips. “What ?” She blurted and the entire kays bursted into a hysterical laughter.

Penny obliged her, alternating stinging slaps on her cheeks until they were bright red and burning with pain/pleasure that seemed to connect straight to her pussy. Sally let out a deep groan around the cock that was fucking her mouth, and her cunt began to erupt, gushing her cum over her daughter's face, until it was running into her ears, and soaking her hair. Having been brought to the brink of cumming earlier, by fucking his girlfriend's mouth in the same position he was now fucking his step-mom's, Ryan felt his orgasm rising quickly, and he said to Sally, "I'm getting ready, Mom! I'm gonna cum! Can I cum in your mouth? Please, Mom?"

Sally showed no remorse and wanted Nash to see Nina's true colors. Nash walked up to her, expressionless, and coldly asked, "Who let you in?" Sally replied, "I’m your mother. Why wouldn’t I be allowed in?" She said it as if it was a matter of course. Nash’s lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes cold as ice, filled with a murderous glint. It was the first time Sally had seen such an expression on Nash’s face, and she felt a chill run down her spine.

The moment our neighbors left, Bruce and Sean dropped their pitiful act and comforted the crying Sally. "Sally, don't be sad. We did that on purpose just to give the court more evidence." "Yeah, Sally. I've long stopped wanting that woman as my mom. I want you to be my mom instead." The three of them hugged each other tightly, as if united against a looming disaster. Through the screen, I saw a smug smile tugging at Sally's lips. I exited the camera feed and continued stuffing my face with snacks, completely unfazed by the Grahams' performance outside.

"My phone's been blowing up all morning. Clients keep asking if our Diana is the same one everyone's talking about online. I couldn't even bring myself to tell them!" "She really fooled me. She looks decent enough and spends a lot of money without a second thought, but she can't even spare 500 dollars for her own mom? It makes me wonder how she turned out like this." With a slight smile, I appeared right behind them. "You want to know how I turned out like this? I can tell you." They nearly jumped out of their skin. When they saw it was me, they looked extremely awkward and scurried away without a backward glance.

Margaret forced a smile and said, "I’m Serena’s mother. Please hand me her things." The woman eyed her suspiciously. "You’re her mother? Why have I never seen you here…"

Evelyn's Pov. Three Weeks After. I sighed deeply taking in the sight of the women before me, mother and daughter. The mother appeared to be a little too assertive and forward, ruining my chance of having a straightforward conversation with her daughter, Sally. " My daughter doesn't know any man. She never had any gentleman visit apart from a gay friend she met in college ", She inputted. Sally, who had been sitting in a slumped position suddenly jerked upright as though she couldn't take her mother's superciliousness anymore.

Then, he hugged Sally. “Your mother is Heather, right? “Her right eye also turns red when she’s angry. You also look a lot like her. Where is she? She didn’t even say sorry for five whole years! She even gave birth to my child…” Sally did not know what to say to that string of questions. Her hands were throbbing in pain, and her face was pale. She mumbled, “My mom’s dead… Who told you you’re my dad? They told me not to think that.”

"Amanda told me that I'm a burden to you. She said that you'll be ridiculed wherever you go because of me." Mom's hand froze. Instead of wiping my tears, she delivered a hard slap across my face. "What nonsense are you spouting? Amanda's so mature. She would never say such a thing! You, on the other hand, only know how to cause trouble. You keep giving people chances to ridicule me. You don't understand me at all!" The sound of the slap had been loud and clear. My head snapped to the side. My left cheek stung terribly, the burn intertwining with the painful throbbing coming from the back of my head.