Definitely prepping lunch

“Oooh!” your sister said, eyes gleaming with perverted glee.

Oh no.

She shifted her gaze to your mother, finger held to the screen as she slowly scrolled. Her half chub quickly grew as her finger made its way across the screen, you watching on both worried and just a little bit excited now that you weren’t on the receiving end.

Your mother, Nami, hummed as she pulled out sandwich meats and other simple to make items for the meal to be. Her caring and motherly attitude shone through as she moved workman-like through the exercise.

Finger partway across the screen your sister stopped, darting a glance your way, her cock head bulging in that dark latex “sock” she liked to wear.

Nami laid out a sandwich for herself, putting meats and veggies on some bread. She fumbled with the mayo for a second, accidentally getting a bit of it on her chest right above the little hint of cleavage her clothing allowed. She looked down at the few splotches of suggestive fluid there.

She chuckled, eyes darting around momentarily before she bent forward enough to dart her tongue out and lick it off of her own chest. She smacked her lips, her cheeks turning slightly pink as she returned to preparing her sandwich.

You darted your glance to the side, embarrassed that you’d watched your mother do that. She sometimes just couldn’t help herself you supposed.

“Notice anything yet lil’ bro?” Caris whispered conspiratorially.

You glanced back, taking more of a notice of her physical body this time as you suspected that’s where Caris would start. Nami picked a tooth, scratched at a jiggly ass cheek. Maybe that was it? Your mother did have a very large butt… although that wasn’t unheard of in a mother…

You looked back at your sister shaking your head.

This only seemed to excite her more, her cock pulsing larger inside it’s latex container.

She giggled wildly, turning back to your mother and, presumably, the same toggle as before.

Moments later you still stood by your sister’s side, her puffy lips shaking with how hard she was breathing.

Nami sat back on a stool, head laid back as she ate her sandwich, obviously feeling very tired after her difficult morning routine out of the house.

“Guh-fuck these fucking.” she mumbled, throwing her sandwich down on the plate and deftly bringing a hand around to her back to unclasp something under her shirt. A second later her other hand pulled a large bra from under her shirt. Bra-less she relaxed further, her nipples clearly defined in the simple attire.

Caris giggled, bouncing lightly, causing all of her wobbly bits to… wobble.

You watched your mothers actions, the way she spread her legs, idly scratching at “sensitive areas' ',moaning loudly as she relaxed her exhausted body. This was all just as normal as anything in your life… well… except your sister getting so turned on by literally everything, but whatever.

Nami had always just been a bit… carefree about things, reliable as a mother for sure, but her attitude and tendency to do indecent things at inopportune times was well known.

Caris evidently had enough of waiting around and walked in proudly.

“So, what’s for lunch?” she declared.