Mom gets angry

Your mother throws down her spatula in anger throwing pancake batter on herself in the process. "Sarah!" she yells, startling you with her sudden outburst and chosen target. "You know erections are at premium right now! If your brother has a dose ready for you, it's your job to extract it from him however he sees fit! Now you're a dose behind already! Do you wanna have to beg to suck off some stranger on the bus? Huh? You need to get what you can at home where it's safe!"

"Yeah but..."

"No buts! And you!" She turns to your brother, who is now grinning ear to ear. "You better be ready for your sister again soon! Like now! Go on. Let's go. Whip it out."

His satisfied smirk turns to shame as he slowly fishes his flaccid cock from his sweatpants with a flop.

"Now Sarah..." Your mother coos gently as she begins to gently stroke your hair. "If your ass is hurting from getting fucked..."

Her face turns stern as she grabs a fistful of your long blonde hair and violently shoves your face into your brother's crotch "You aren't giving it enough lube!"

Your face rubs harshly against his stiffening member as you struggle to align your mouth and open it under the weight of your mother's grasp. As soon as the line up is made, your brother's now semi hard cock is hitting the back of your throat, making you gag.

"Gaaa--ck" escapes your lips his cock continues to grow its length further down with your head firmly held in position.

"Now Martha, be nice. She's not as experienced as you yet" Your father says, flipping a newspaper page and pretending to be unconcerned.

"Nice? You think they're gonna be nice out there? This is what men expect these days! You're going to have to start getting used to it." She turns back towards you with fire in her eyes and grips even harder.

"The World! Is not! So Nice!" She accentuates each phrase by shoving your head down hard enough to make Pete wince and pushing his chair back several inches.

"Ga-ck! Gaa-ck! Gaaaa-ckkkkkk.." wheezes out as your arms slip out from under you, the only thing keeping you in the air is your mother's grip on a fistful of hair and the cock impaled in your throat.

Satisfied she finally releases her grip causing you to violently crash to the floor. A long strand of spit still connects from your mouth to his fully erect cock as you struggle to regain breath.

"There. All lubed up now?"

You quickly nod.

"Now what do you say?"