But why...?

You were looking for your Mom to ask her for money. Your Mom was cleaning the living room and he was sitting on the couch. As always, he had his hand inside his pants.

You were about to go in, but then he did something you wouldn’t expect in a billion years: He pulled his dick out and started blatantly stroking it while staring at your Mom.

Your Mom didn't realize what was happening at first, but when the rhythmic, wet noises caught up to her and made her look, she blushed, smiled at him and kept cleaning as if nothing was happening.

You were dumbfounded by your Mom's reaction or rather, her lack of reaction. You really thought she’d go off and throw him out. Your Mom was completely against masturbation, which you knew very, very well, as you had to suffer the consequences on your skin:

The hormones were doing his work successfully, so you started developed a very normal and healthy curiosity about sex and intimacy, which eventually led to you exploring both your own body and the internet: Masturbating in your room became something you did as per usual. But one day, your Mom entered in your room in the middle of your session.

You haven't seen her as mad and disappointed like that day in your life. She took every device away from you for a year, as well as being **** to go to therapy two times a week because, as she put it, you were addicted to porn and masturbating. And the worst thing was that your privacy in your own room basically ended: Your door had to be always open and she kept entering over and over again just to check you weren’t “doing that”.

And on top of everything, you had to go to the church to help and do whatever the Priest would need. You had to seek God's Forgiveness, she said. But you actually had fun doing it: Helping the Priest wasn't as bad as it sounded. He was a kind and patient man that understood pretty well what being a young man meant. He took you in and tried making you understand why masturbation was a sin and why your Mom reacted that way.

As he explained, those kind of actions, whatever they might be - casual intercourses or masturbating - were against God's Will: Having sex and feeling pleasure was intended exclusively for procreation, not for pleasuring ourselves, as our true reward awaits us in Heaven, and we are here to prove ourselves worthy to enter the Pearly Gates.

Those teachings truly resonated with you, they made sense in a spiritual way. You started avoiding those temptations and thought, even if it meant repressing your sexuality, expecting not only His Reward, but the recognition and appreciation from your Mom. You didn’t want to disappoint her again and hoped she’d feel proud of you again someday.

That's why you couldn't really understand why she just smiled at him when he started masturbating in front of her.

You couldn't understand why she kept looking at him again over and over again, or why her smile grew even bigger, or why she shook her head and playfully asked him

“Again? You really cannot help yourself, right?” As she continued cleaning. What did she meant by that?

You couldn't understand either why, a few minutes later, she stopped cleaning, walked towards the sofa and sat really close to him, leg to leg.

“Ah, I'm so tired of cleaning... I need a little rest...” She had more than enough room to sit down. There was another sofa, two arm chairs and the expensive indoor hammock. Why did she sit so close to him?

You couldn’t understand why she let him put his free hand around her shoulder and pull her towards him, or how she carefully grabbed his black dick with and began stroking it herself.

It baffled your mind that your Mom voluntarily knelt down on the floor, lowered her head between his thighs and welcomed his dark and swollen balls inside her lips, nursing them with her tongue so good his cock spasmed out in front of her face.

Or why she was servicing his enormous glans so fervently...

… Sucking every nook and cranny of his crotch as he just basked in the pleasure your Mom was rewarding him with...

And what really took you by surprise was seeing how your Mom started sucking faster and deeper, his heavy breathing and moans giving away what was about to happen...

A man releasing his seed in a place other than a woman's womb had nothing to do with procreating, as God intended. You knew that, as well as she... But that didn't stop her from receiving all of his cum in her mouth... At least she wasn’t swallowing, you thought.

Your Mom finally let his dick go. The dark skin still glistened with the coat of saliva she covered it with. He stroked her hair, as if she had just done a good job, which to be fair, she did.

The guy happily sighed and let his head fall back, falling asleep on the couch, his dick still dangling outside. Your Mom stood up and went to the bathroom to tidy herself up before she start cleaning again.

As for your part, you went out to pick up Lisa without asking your Mom for money. You just didn’t feel comfortable talking to her after watching her doing that. Your GF would have to pay this time.

The date went fine, but you couldn’t stop thinking about what you just saw:
Your Mom basically just rewarded a random guy, an immigrant that couldn't even speak your language with a blowjob that would put even the most seasoned pornstars you secretly used to watch to shame. Furthermore, her mouth got soiled by his sperm in the process. There was no procreation involved in what your Mom just did today. No religious purpose, no faith, no virtue. Nothing. Just debauchery.

So why did she do it?