A Gang member

The situation at home is suddenly strange, according to John. Maybe the word home is not quite right, to be more precise, his mother behaved strangely. Since the incident occurred two weeks ago his mother's habits have changed somewhat. At first John didn't really care and thought it was because she had PTSD after the incident.

Maybe John had better explain what happened. Two weeks ago the police department called him one afternoon during a break. Gives a brief explanation that his mother is being held hostage by a gang member. Of course John panicked and shouted making the whole cafeteria look at him. Later the police explained that her mother was fine and was now at the police station for questioning. John immediately went there. At the police station they explained that your mother was held hostage for an hour which then surprisingly released she in an empty warehouse. Luckily your mother Ashley didn't suffer any injuries, only a few bruises on her wrist. The police were astonished at the reason for the gang's hostage-taking. The gang demanded nothing of them. Your mother was mostly silent there, you thought this might shock her a little.Since there was no emergency you didn't contact your older sister. John was lazy to serve his sister overeaction.

Strangely, as the days went by, John noticed that his mom was acting more like another person more often."Are you okay, mom?" John asked when his mom came back inside, smelling of cigarette smoke.

"Fine, why?" She drained the last of the vodka from her glass and tossed it away.

"I don't know. You've been acting different."Maybe it was PTSD but she'd been much freer, drinking more and taking up smoking. She was also wearing fewer clothes, often walking around half naked as she fondled her tits.John had walked in on her a few times as she was masturbating in the living room, klegs in the air, fingers deep inside herself.

Ashley stared down at her naked body with delight, spreading her legs to admire the little pussy tucked between,

John saw her through a stranger's eyes, delighted to stare down at her naked tits, at her legs spread way to reveal her puffy pink folds.

She slipped her hands between her legs, fingers landing on the warm pussy lips. She stroked softly andsoon found the spot that made his body vibrate with delight.

She slipped his fingers deeper into her wet warmth, pleasure joining together as Ashley fingered herself to a moaning, crying orgasm, clasping her tits."This pussy feels so good, brah," She said.

John then quietly returned to his room. He plopped down on the bed, burying his head in the pillow trying hard to erase the memory of his mother's naked body masturbating.