Ethan's mom speaks up

Walter stood there, frozen and utterly exposed, cum still slowly leaking down his inner thighs. The weight of both parents’ stares pinned him in place.

Ethan’s mum stepped out of the kitchen doorway, wiping her hands on a towel. Her heavy breasts swayed with each step, full and soft. She had a knowing, almost predatory smile as she looked him up and down.

“I saw you earlier with Hannah and Jack,” she said casually, voice low and smooth. “Sweet girl like you… they’d be so disappointed to know what their precious Alison has been up to. Getting fucked raw by our boy and walking around dripping his load like a little slut.”

Walter’s stomach dropped even as Alison’s body betrayed him — a fresh gush of mixed arousal and Ethan’s cum slipping out at the woman’s words.

The mum continued, eyes gleaming. “Here’s the deal, honey. I won’t say a word to them about where you’ve been… if you bend over right here for my husband and let him add his load to what Ethan already pumped into you.”

Ethan’s dad pulled his cock out of the fleshlight with a wet pop, thick and veined and rock hard. He stroked it slowly, smirking as he watched Walter’s reaction.

Walter’s mind reeled. This is insane. I should run. I should—

But the deep, aching throb in his belly — that fertile, ovulating heat — made his pussy clench hard around the existing creampie. The humiliation and risk only made it worse. Or better.

The mum tilted her head. “Well? Clock’s ticking before they come looking for you.”

Walter swallowed, voice shaky in Alison’s tone. “...Okay.”

He turned around slowly, heart hammering, and bent over at the waist, bracing his hands on the side of the cabin. His legs parted, ass pushed out, presenting his cum-slick, puffy pussy to Ethan’s dad. The position made more of Ethan’s load drip obscenely onto the ground between his feet.

Ethan’s dad groaned in approval and stepped up behind him. The head of his thick cock nudged against the messy entrance, smearing the existing cum.

“Good girl,” the mum murmured, watching intently as her husband gripped Walter’s hips and pushed forward.

The older man sank into him in one long, slow thrust, stretching Alison’s pussy even further around his girth. Walter moaned despite himself, the sensation of being filled again — raw, bare, by a man his own real age — sending sparks through every nerve.

“Fuck, she’s tight… and so sloppy already,” Ethan’s dad grunted, starting to thrust steadily, churning Ethan’s cum deeper inside.

The mum stepped closer, one hand lazily playing with her own nipple as she watched her husband fuck the young “girl” right outside their cabin.