Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 893

Mom Does Anything:>Ep66

I could only hear the slurping of my mouth and tongue as I snacked on my mother's snatch.

"Mark," Mom whispered, putting her right hand in my hair and pushing hard against me.

My heartbeat rose. Mom's breathing grew deeper--harder--stronger. Was Dad coming? Was my father about to catch us? What would he say if he found me on my knees, swallowing his wife's twat? My cock hurt beneath my jeans, bending against the threaded fabric and straining my shaft as it tried to rip through the metal teeth of my zipper. Mom pushed harder against me, even humping her pussy into my mouth--trying to push me from the candy-like taste of her sweet muff. "Am I cooking dinner?" Dad asked from around the dining room corner.

I stood, spun around, and opened the freezer-side door to the fridge. The stainless steel hid my body and the tent that had formed in my pants. Cool air hit me, chilling the sweat on my skin, and I widened my eyes, trying to find my focus as my heartbeat raced twice as hard as it had a second ago. I didn't really want my father to catch us, did I? I'd love to share Mom with him--I loved my parents. Instead of searching my brain for an answer, I grabbed a piece of ice, stuck half of it in my mouth, and then wiped it across my lips and chin to wash my mother's juices from my face.

Behind me, Dad was saying, "... I don't know, but I could order a pizza. I'm one drink away from my pill, and I don't feel like cooking."

"Pizza is fine," Mom said, speaking with a slightly higher pitch than normal.

"Pizza, Mark?" Dad asked.

"You know it," I said as my bloated salami deflated in record time. "We should get one with everything on it."

"Aw, to be young again," Dad said. "I was such a stud! I could eat anything and stay as lean as a hound."

I laughed and turned away from the fridge, nodding my head. "Sure you could," I said. "I'll be in the living room." My eyes met Mom's eyes for an instant. "We should turn the lights low and watch some movies." "That is a good idea," Mom said, her voice catching and her nipples poking through her cotton dress.

room as Dad said, "Sounds like

the couch, in the center seat next to where Mom would sit, I pulled out my phone, but Jenna hadn't texted me again. I texted her, So, are you in therapy, or

Dad?" I

drawing out the

asked Dad as he settled

take my pill soon." He offered her a weak smile. "And if we cuddle, I'm going to want to stay up, if you know what I mean, and I need the sleep."

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have to hear about your girlfriend, then you can hear what I have to say. At least my

tried not

"Good lad," Dad said.

turned toward me, hiding her face

"Cuddle?" I asked, groaning.

mothers. We had to sneak in our hugs, and the more hugs you can get today, the more memories you'll have when it's too late to make new

wisdom," Mom said, sitting down

don't pout," I said.

sulk," Mom whispered. "Now, get over here and

I smiled, as did Mom. I drew my legs up onto the couch and slid behind my mother as she lay on her side in front of me. Dad used his magic remote to kill

"This good?" Dad asked.

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