Cozy Cabin Getaway Ch18

Kayla comes to her senses. The sight of her mother going down on Riley broke her brain a little, and being sober isn’t helping. With a dry mouth, she takes a couple of steps to her right and sits on the coffee table. Michelle is watching, so why should she worry about watching? The show is happening right in front of her. Two feet away.

“Nice technique,” she says feebly. Nobody laughs.

“I can’t do that,” Michelle admits sheepishly.

They watch in silence as Mary’s passionate blowjob competes with the storm outside.

Riley lets out a truly pathetic sound. She’s pretty cute.

“Riley,” Kayla says.

Riley opens her eyes. Her mouth is wide open. “What?” she gasps.

Kayla lifts her shirt to reveal her tits. Riley’s eyes pop open, then she cries out.

“Mmm!” Mary says.

Riley grabs her mother’s head with both hands.

“Ah!” she cries.

“Mmm.”

Kayla watches her mother’s throat as she swallows three times.

“Oh fuck,” Riley pants.

“Yikes. OK.” Kayla squeezes her legs together, not completely comfortable with the things or the feelings going on. She also feels a little inadequate. She’s sucked off a few guys, but she’s not a swallower. Her mother makes it look easy. Gosh.

Mary comes up, wiping her mouth. The look on her face is horny, impressed, and slightly predatory.

“Wow,” she says to Riley, who sucks air with the same zest that Mary sucks cock.

“You’re good at that,” Michelle says sweetly to Mary, who isn’t listening. She’s unbuttoning her shirt the rest of the way.

“Mom?” Kayla asks.

“Hmm?” Mary replies distractedly. She tosses her blouse away and unhooks her bra, letting her boobs out. Kayla’s eye twitches. It’s not as though she didn’t know that Mary’s boobs are bigger than hers, but it’s not as though they ever look at each other naked.

“Never mind,” Kayla says.

Mary unlaces her canvas pants and shimmies out of them. Her panties go next.

“Oh,” Riley says as Mary grabs her dick again.

“Come on, little guy,” Mary says encouragingly.

Riley opens her eyes and sees Mary naked beside her.

“Oh fuck,” she murmurs.

“There we go!” Mary giggles and strokes Riley’s cock, which swells rapidly as Riley stares at Mary’s body up close in the candlelight.

“Um,” Riley says.

“Shhh. Get hard again. Come on. You used to jerk off eighty times a day.”

“How do you know that?” Riley demands, although the words come out weak and slurred.

“Who do you think empties your trash can?”

“That was you?”

“Always taking Mom for granted,” Mary says, stroking Riley’s cock.

“They are wasted,” Michelle notes to Kayla.

“I don’t know how Mom’s still conscious,” Kayla replies. “You’re cool with this?”

“I mean, it’s not like it counts as cheating.”

Kayla swallows. “Right.”