Talent

"What do you mean you don't want to go to college?" Jenny asked loudly.

Samir has just entered, followed by Allie, who, in a form-fitting sundress of Jenny was looking delicious. Every curve of her was on display with pebble-like nipples cutting through the sheer fabric. The deep valley of her milky tits was sucking up all the sweet dripping down her neck.

Allie settled beside Samir, her thigh pressing against his, radiating heat through thin fabric. Her meaty ass spilt over the wooden chair, forcing her skirt to ride up dangerously high. The hem tightened against the plump swell of her ass cheeks.

The dampness from her earlier mishap lingered, making the cotton cling obscenely to every fleshy fold, outlining the distinct shape of her curves and even her panty-clad pussy pressing against the fabric. Each slight shift she made caused the material to stretch tighter, promising a breathtaking view if only she'd part her legs a fraction wider.

Unfortunately for Samir, that's where the strip show ended. He also confirmed his doubts. As soon as Allie entered the room, her mind just faced interference, almost like someone was messing with her thoughts. Not allowing her to...think.

Samir knew the camera had an area of influence and didn't constantly need picture taking. Allie's changing expression of almost a dumb whore told him everything. Well....not like he saw a dumb whore, it's just....how he imagined a dumb whore would look.

Anyway, back to the topic.

"I told you, Mom, college is overrated. Dad never went to college!" Jack screamed back, standing face to face with his mom.

"Your father worked hard for his business! He HAD to drop out cause of you and me!" Jenny said, jiggling her jelly-like body around.

Samir saw his chance and jumped in, trying to earn some brownie points with Jenny.

"I think college is important; education can never be overrated."

"Thank you, Samir. See, even your friend understands it." Jenny supported him, coming close and putting her hand on his shoulders. He took the chance and slid close to her, grazing her silk-covered boobs.

"Oh yeah?! What the fuck do you even wanna get educated on, huh?!" Jack asked loudly, emphasising education. His disdain for Samir's poor background is clear.

"Language, Jack!" Jenny says, feeling a tingling in her right boob, but conveniently ignoring it.

Sweat trickles between Jenny's cleavage as she leans closer to Samir. Her silk cheongsam strains against the weight of her massive milk-white globes, each tit swaying with her agitated breaths. The sheer fabric reveals dark nipple outlines pressing hard against it, stiffening.

"It's ok, Jenny, it's my fault, I have not told everyone what my plan for my future is," Samir said, pushing Jenny's breast into his shoulders more and more. "Well, I actually want to be a movie director."

"Hahahaha", Jack broke out in laughter," Oh, I'm sorry, but-hahaha- you...Haha- you"

"Shut up, Jack! You should not put down your friends like that!" Jenny screamed at her dear son.

Besides the lack of ambition from Jack already irritating her, she was also angry at him for putting down Samir now. Not because Samir became her long-lost son suddenly, not yet.

But cause she was reminded of her old days, in college when she had to drop out to give birth to Jack. No one believed her marriage would work out, but it did.

Even though her parents abandoned her, she still decided to be with David, Jack's father. Emotional flashback aside, she really wanted Jack to learn from Samir and go to college, not just wait for his father's business to be handed to him.

"Oh yeah, why doesn't he show his 'talent' a little then?" Jack said, smirking.