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Chapter 11 by Filberson Filberson

What's next?

Chelsea offers her own boobs instead

"Max! Aren't your family's boobs enough for you?"

"I'm the Alpha, mom. It's my choice."

"Yes, dear, I know, but I work so hard to bring money in and... I mean, you can play with your sisters, me, even Justin!"

"Mom, I'm not gay."

"No, that's not what I... Oh heavens, look!"

She hiked up her top and exposed her mams for all the table to see. Max had to admit his mom had some pretty good points. Two big ones.

He whispered into his lap-buddy's ear, "Never mind the special service. I've had enough."

Melissa sighed and slipped out of his grip. "Okay, Mr Alpha. Call me if you need anything, alright?"

In order to stop her son wasting all her hard-earned money, Chelsea stripped her top off and took the waitress' place in Max's lap. Max alternated between bites of his steak and rubbing his face into his mom's rack.

Brenda meanwhile was able to come back to her senses now that she was free of her brother's attention. She bit into her burrito but the moment it brushed past her lips she had to clench her legs together.

"Oh god," she moaned.

Max looked up from his mom's tits and explained. "You've been feeling sensitive all over, hey? I had the clinicians throw in a little bonus treatment. Anything that's long, hard, and rod-shaped... When you put your lips on it your mouth will feel amazing."

"God damn it, you perv. I knew my body was acting weird!"

As Brenda was coming to terms with her unexpectedly arousing meal, Melissa came back to check on the table.

"Hi, guys~! I just want to let you know, we're running a special. It's BJI Friday!"

"What's that?"

"It's when I give you a BJ!"

"Shouldn't that be IBJ Friday?" quipped Justin.

"Don't think too hard about it. It's a blowjob, ok?"

Before Max could respond Chelsea spoke up, trying to maintain her composure while Max continued to roughly **** her bazooms.

"H-How much does that cost?"

"Just $200."

Max nodded and unzipped his pants but Chelsea held up her hand.

"No! I'm sorry that's just too much."

"It's not your choice, mom."

"I know, but..."

What does Chelsea suggest instead?

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