Had Mom had her tubes tied? I racked my brain trying to remember if she’d ever mentioned it.Just a few more seconds now. I can’t spew on the sheet... I’ll never get it cleaned up. Spray on her back, then wash her with a cloth. Yeah, that’s the plan.Fuck she felt good. I was pushing her ass around and it seemed that, even in her drug-induced slumber, Mom was pushing back to meet me, shoving herself on my cock. Just three more strokes inside her, then I’ll pull out. One. Two.“Ahhhhhhh, yeahhhhh,. Soon enough, however, I felt like she deserved to feel me, so I kissed the curve of her neck, biting ever so lightly. With her arms forced above her head, she laughed and moved to give me more room to suckle her flesh, granting me a soft moan from her. ‘I love you,’ she whispered. ‘I love you too,’ I smiled, making her bite her lip. I moved downwards, touching her through her clothes, making her hips rise and fall with each breath she took. She moaned as I kissed her hip, and giggled as I. The other two just kept running. Without turning, and too afraid to stop, the boy limped away as quickly as he possibly could around the corner.Unmoving and breathing heavily, the stranger stood staring at where the boys had been, his fists clenched.The girl didn’t move. She couldn’t see his face, and although he had just saved her, she was still terrified of what this man might do next. So she sat trembling against the wall, her knees drawn to her chest, watching him.Suddenly realizing that. ‘Does he still need his mommie to dress him?’ Emily asked. ‘NO!’ I replied with a pissed off tone. ‘He has no sense of fashion style. Look at what he was going to put on to go to the mall with us.’ ‘You can’t wear THAT to the mall,’ Emily said. ‘OK then! There’s my closet! You tell me what to wear,’ I said getting pissed off. Emily and my sister turned to look in my closet. I could hear them whispering to each other. I looked at their white asses as they flipped through my shirts. My sister.