She doesn't

Claire's eyes widen when she sees the state that her stepdaughter is in, her eyes switching between Rachel, then you, then Tommy, then your cocks rapidly. Remembering what you did to her this morning, plus seeing that you have an accomplice, she makes up her mind: better Rachel than her. Clearing her throat, she pretends like she doesn't see anything out of the ordinary. "Uhhh, sorry about that. I just didn't expect to see your friend here. Will he be joining us for dinner?" Claire keeps her eyes on yours, as if there isn't a cum, spit, vomit, and tear coating on the teenage girl on the bed.

You look at Tommy confused, who shrugs. You decide to play along. "Yeah, he's going to stay."

"Great! I'll go make dinner right now. Let me know if you kids need anything!" She rapidly departs the room, escaping the situation as fast as she can, leaving the three of you in stunned silence.