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Chapter 27 by robyna robyna

Which set did he choose

Gross. He'll just jerk off

Matt stared at the laundry. He could practically smell the pussy scent coming from his mother's underwear and his sister's underwear. He could almost feel the heat steaming off their abandoned bras, tired from holding in his mom's substantial tits or his sister's perky breasts. But Matt was resolved not to let the fantasy go any further.

He did take out his phone and tune into the dupe he'd made of his father's text stream. There had to be a dozen women sending him suggestive thoughts, sexy photos of themselves in underwear or less, and, in one case, a video of an attractive woman sucking off a cucumber and promising it was going into her twat next.

Matt was just about to cum when someone knocked on the door.

He yanked the corner of the top sheet over his dick and croaked out, "Come in."

His mom bustled in, a big hamper of laundry in her hands.

"I'm so sorry, Matt. But I'm behind and I need to put in a load."

And he needed to blow a load. He checked her profile in the dim light. If she wasn't his mom, he would have called her a MILF with her heavy-hanging tits, so unlike the fake tits so many of the women on the Hill sported, and her bubble-butt.

"It's okay," he lied.

His voice must have sounded a little weird because she put down the laundry and sat down beside him, putting her hand on his forehead. "You're really hot, Matt. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, great, mom."

You sure? You've looked a little peaked lately."

"I'm sure."

"Well, okay." She trailed her hand down his cheek . "Sorry to interrupt your... sleep but I really do need to get this laundry done."

"No problem."

He pretended to shut his eyes but watched her as she shoved a load into the washing machine. At the last minute, she stopped, yanked off her top and shorts, stripping down to a sexy thong and a bra, and tossed her clothes in on top of the rest of the laundry. She turned back to him, as if making sure he really was asleep, then crept out of his room.

Damn, Matt thought. I'm turned on by my own mother. What a pervert.

Can he get to school without more nasty thoughts?

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