Helping your mother

Your brother's steady stream of **** begins to slow, while you slurp and swallow at it gratefully. By the time he's fed you the last few drops, you're in full piss whore mode, lapping his flaccid cock from every direction, hoping to coax out an erection.

Unfortunately, your brother only really did it to mess with you in the first place, having made a donation to both you and your mother already today. Even if he was enjoying it, which he clearly was, it was only to revel in your degradation. He removes his soft cock from your mouth and replaces it with his disgusting balls.

At least you thought they were disgusting before. Now, being naked and on your knees in the kitchen, giving your brother's balls a tongue bath for no reason sounded pretty fun! You relish the taste and depravity while swirling every hairy inch of his unwashed testicles with an excited moan. Even he wasn't expecting this good of a result.

His soft cock laying gently on your face finally begins to twitch while he watches you work. Just as he's about to feed it to you again, with more feeling this time, your mother calls out from the living room.

"SARAH! Get in here! Hurry!"

Pete curses as you immediately spit him out and try to scramble to your feet. He hadn't considered how he would hide your intoxication from your parents, but figured you'd be horny enough to not mind being confined by him for the afternoon. Your stumbling, half crawl towards the living room is not exactly subtle, so he decides to retreat rather than follow you.

Upon entering the living room, you're greeted by the sight of your mother's big tits bouncing up and down fiercely, now straddling the feeder in reverse cowgirl. You notice immediately that the feeder isn't even fucking her ass like usual, but instead is balls deep in her pussy. Your father never lets the feeders do that! You become overwhelmed with jealousy, especially in your extremely horny state.

"Sarah! Don't tell your father, but this nice man said he'd give us free unlimited donations if he can do it... uh... down there!" Your mother says to you, still bouncing a rhythm on top of the feeder to milk him with her pussy. Her jostling movements and clear enjoyment of fucking this stranger in your living room has her not noticing your unsteady movements as you approach them. "He's already shot 3 huge loads in there, but it's starting to leak out on the floor. I need you to..."

Your instincts attracted you to the stiff cock in the room and your head is between her thighs before she can even finish asking. You quickly suck up as much as you can from the pool on the floor, then move up to lap every drop cascading down his huge feeder balls, swallowing it as quickly as you can.

By the time you're caught up, now trying to lick it off his shaft as it's dredged from your mother's depths, the feeder lets out another huge dose into her, practically giving you a facial as the torrent of seed gushes out to again cover the places you've just cleaned. You repeat the process from scratch, this time reaching your mother's clit and giving that the tongue bath treatment as well.

"Ugnn... Sarah... are you.... ooohhh... don't stop...unn... I'm almost there." Your mother moans out, now becoming aware of your inebriation, not only for your willingness to suddenly eat her out, but also because you've begun masturbating furiously while you do.

Still, she is asking you to keep a secret from your father as well, and she's not about to stop you right before she gets off. Your mother grabs a fist full of your hair and uses it to press your face harder into her as she rides the feeder with greater intensity. She pinches her own nipple with her other hand as she begins to cum.

Your mother's whole body shakes with the **** of her orgasm, arching her back and pinching her outstretched chest harder as the contents of her vagina ejects itself onto your face from her frantic spasms. The feeder cums again as well, adding to the waterfall onto you.

As she recovers, still tightly gripping your hair, she lifts your head up to eye level to inspect you. Your mouth hangs open, dripping with an overflow of the copious medicine, still working yourself to your own orgasm as she glares. She begins to lick your face clean, wanting to get some of what she just earned before it falls to the floor. She pauses to whisper in your ear.

"Have you been drinking piss?"