Oh, she's super pissed.

"Mother!" Sandy screamed. The house went so silent that Chuck swore he heard a flight of birds take off outside startled by the sound of Sandy's voice. "You WHORE!" she screamed. "This is the reason I didn't date him in high school because I knew you couldn't keep your whore cunt off of him!"

Sandy's face turned into a mask of crimson rage. Chuck had no idea what to say at this point, but he did notice that Sandy's nipples were full of tension in her rage.

"So what? Are you going to fuck every guy that comes over to do a little yard work? Is that your new euphemism for getting your whore cunt plowed? What if I wanted him to mow my yard?" Sandy screamed. It looked like she was about ready to burst into tears. Her fists were balled up at her sides for forearms almost impossibly tight.

"Fuck you, you whore! You ruin everything!" Sandy screamed even louder, relentless in the **** of her mother. The door slammed almost before Chuck knew that Sandy had moved from it. Silence overtook the room. Truck looked nervously back to Sandy's mom who was busy ringing the sheets in her hands. there was so much pussy juice and come in the sheets she was actually ringing it out and Chuck could see it's well and then reabsorb into the sheet.