Getting Ready to Travel

Carrie rubbed your shoulders as you finished off one last time, watching an older bear destroy a young twink's ass.

"That's it, squirt one last time, sweetie," she said as the last drop landed on the couch. You could feel the warmth of her pussy under you, and the telltale scent of arousal, but you knew to not even try. It was owned pussy, for only one man. And frankly, you were pretty sure your days of a conventional relationship were over, at least as to the fairer sex.

You still watched the livestream, but Carrie had a new rule: no more wanking to it. So you watched her for her beauty, her confidence, her style, and you envied. You envied that she found the man of her dreams, a true alpha bull, while you could only wank afterwards to sweaty bears.

"Thank you Mommy - I mean mother," you corrected yourself after a sharp look from Carrie. "So what are you doing this week?"

"Heading home in about half an hour. Need to make your dad supper. We're going to LA for a couple of weeks on Wednesday."

"Why?" you said, furrowing your brow.

"Well, going to spend time with Sam. Your dad is going to wine and dine some clients. And I have a procedure with Dr. Ortiz."

"I thought he died."

"That was the uncle, this is the nephew."

"The uncle did Mom's boobs, you know."

"Yes, I know he gave Cathleen her boob job. And his nephew is going to give your new mother big tits for your dad to fuck. Sweet dreams when you go, Sweetie."