Fall of sister

Mark was coming home from school as usual. He was already 18 and in his final year of school. His sister went to university, her name was Veronica, and they both loved each other like relatives naturally. Their father left them alone when they were both young and their mother raised them alone. Their mother was a tired woman in her late forties. But no matter how stereotypical it may sound, it can be attributed to the category of hot momys. Full breasts and ass, it was not greasy, they were very soft and pleasant to the touch. Thanks to her huge breasts, she raised her son and daughter.

His sister stayed up late in class as usual. So Mark often came home alone, but he didn't really want to go home either. After their mother didn't come home from work at night. They were very worried and even wanted to report it to the police, but Veronica said it was better to wait. Mark was eager to find his mother, but his sister dissuaded him considering it too dangerous.

The next day their mother returned. They threw themselves into her arms, but she smelled like **** and cigarettes. She hugged them back, but it wasn't sincere at all. Pushing the two of them away from her, she went into the living room and lay down on the sofa, lifting her skirt and taking a nap. Mark and Veronica stood there in shock, not believing it was their mother. Putting it all down to her having a bad day, they let her rest and went to their rooms.

But the next few days were no better, the mother often cursed at her children and behaved completely unladylike. There was no trace of her mother's love and care. The only one who exuded it now was Veronica, who stood up for her brother. His sister was constantly fighting with his mother, which was quite unusual for Mark to see. The house became a dump, and they often found their mother masturbating in their room or in the living room.

"I don't want to go home... Mom, what happened to you?"

Mark stood in front of his house and hoped she wasn't home. She still leaved from the house at night, wearing the most obscene outfits. Sister said that she saw her with some men, with whom she very happily spent time while dressed as a whore. It made his sister angry and she wanted to beat the shit out of her, but brother was **** to stop her. Because of her great love for her brother she did not do this and only postponed the inevitable.

Mark still opened the door and went inside. He could already hear the sound of the vibrator on the doorstep. His mother called out to him while he was taking off his shoes.

"Mark you're back! Come here!"

At first, Mark believed that everything was normal and happily ran into the living room. But all he saw was his mother in just a pair of white bras. One hand pressed the vibrator to her crotch while the other explored her face. Mark didn't notice at first, but he was horrified to see her wearing black tights on her head. She sucked on her finger through the nylon, her breasts shaking as she worked her hips hard. Mark was disgusted by what he saw, but the bulge in his pants appeared on its own.

Suddenly the mother began to moan and stretch out her legs in ecstasy. She began to squirm on the couch, squirting juices all over it. She tore the tights off her head and slowly stood up to look at Mark. Mark was about to run out of the room, but his mother stopped him.

"Stop! Come here..."

Mark obeyed and slowly approached. His mother quickly unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down, freeing his cock.

"You're already an adult... it's time for you to learn how to be a man."

She wrapped her hands around his cock, which were big enough for her hands. Mark wanted to run away, but he couldn't resist anymore. She began to move slowly back and forth. Mark had only masturbated before, but they'd never jerked him off. He was on the verge of a rush of new feelings until he came right in her arms. Mark's face was flushed and he was breathing heavily. His mother ran her hand over his hot cum. Mark pulled up his pants and ran to his room as soon as possible, he didn't want this to continue, even though it was an unusually pleasant experience. But he knew it wasn't their mother.

Almost immediately, Veronica entered the house and saw her naked mother on the floor, licking her hand. She gave a disdainful look and without saying a word, she went up to her room. Passing by her brother's room, she decided to stop by to let him know that she was already home, but in the end she saw him with his pants down and a dirty member from which drops of sperm were still dripping. She immediately ran over to Mark.

"Mark, what happened while I was gone?!"

"I... I do not know... my mother masturbated to me."

Veronica was seething with rage, so much so that sweat broke out on her forehead. She started to go to investigate, but Mark grabbed her arm.

"Don't do it yet ... do it later."

Veronica was still very angry, but she gave up and hugged Mark, stroking his head. After sending Mark to take a shower, she locked herself in her room, trying to figure out how to tell him tomorrow.