That afternoon, I spent my first hour, after school, staring at a stupid show on a streaming service. “H-how much didn’t I – get?” She gasped. Porn video “I just want to see it for a second.” Her hands dithered at her sides. We brats, your job, and the more import job of being married to that woman-” She sighed angrily. I grunted afresh. “Hmph.” Mom considered her words. “It’s the fetish’s fault.”
Mom hissed through her nose. “Um.” I squirmed. She was out the door, keys in hand, within seconds. My dick piled out of her mouth like a spurned lamprey, semi-soft.
