“Sorry, Mom,” I muttered. “I forgot.”My mom sat on the couch in our living room. It was covered in a plastic sheet to protect it. She could be...a little anal about stains after Isidora screwed the mail lady on the couch a year ago. Just fucked her hard and sent her on her way to deliver mail with a pussy full of cum.And left a big wet spot on the couch.The plastic shifted as she looked at me. She patted the seat beside her. My futa-sister was sitting on the recliner playing on her phone. I. But that’s up to you two. She can eat crackers in my bed anytime, and make sure you tell her that, too.””I will, and thanks.””Hey, the honor was all mine, buddy, believe me on that.”I opened my eyes then, and just in time to see both men shake hands before Monty departed out the front door of our new house. It was then that I propped my head up to rest on my elbow, and looking straight at David asked him one question.”Who the fuck is Wilma?””Er, um, well, she’s the shift supervisor’s daughter. More

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