She handed me one then ran to her designated side, her gown lifting up as she jumped over her pillow fort."Ready..." I began."Set..." She replied. "GO..." We shouted instantly hurling pillows and marshmallows at each other. I grabbed a large cushion and chunked it at her head, hitting her with excellent precision. She glared and grabbed a handful of marshmallows, and threw them all in my direction. The marshmallows rained on me, pelting my chest and face.I charged at her, lifting a pillow above. The next day after the newspaper article was published and circulated around the town, that same news reporter found himself gunned down on the sidewalk as some guy stepped out a sedan and then blasted him. As the reporter laid there, his vital essence oozing out of him, the shooter carefully left a meticulously rolled up copy of the same article in his mouth. Inhaling a deep breath to steady my already jangled nerves, I closed my eyes and pushed the door open and in so doing so, let the cold. I placed my cock in between her ass cheeks.Slowly rubbing her asshole my cock was teasing her pussy and ass. I spanked her ass as hard as I can till it got red like a hot pan. Punishing her made me excited for making me suffer for so long time. Mom was screaming even though I closed her mouth such was the pain of the spanking. I liked it very much, was feeling happy to take revenge now. I whispered in her ears if you shout dad will wake up mom then I have to say the whole story to him. Listen. I slowly slid my clothes off and walked towards the shower. As I slide behind her she squealed a little because I startled her. As soon as she realized it was me she laughed a little and asked, “What are you doing you naughty boy.” She always got weird about me seeing her out of the norm, even tho she was not prude about us having sex at all. We kissed for a while as I let both of our bodies get closer and wet under the shower head. I missed her so much that I enjoyed just having our wet slick.