Does he fuck his mom again?
Yes, duh
Max crept up behind his mother, both his dicks already hard. With the ease of long practice, he gripped both shafts and aimed for their targets.
Sherrie jumped slightly, dropping the pan in her hand, as her pussies began to be filled. "Oh Max! You scared me baby. Mmmm. But this is a nice way to say good morning."
Max chuckled as he shoved both his big cocks deep in his mother's twin pussies. Gripping her hips he began giving her hard deep strokes right from the start. He loved his mother's pussies. No matter how stretched out they became on his father or brother's gigantic dicks, her two twats were always extra tight, and doubly so when he fucked both of them.
Sherrie had to grip the cabinet door to steady herself, her pussies already creaming her son's dicks. She grabbed the pan off the ground, and keeping her back arched, stood upright to waddle over towards the stove while her son continued to plow her from behind.
Cooking while getting fucked was nothing new for the super busty mother. She easily began making eggs and bacon while her favorite son plunged in and out of her tight little pussies. She just wished she could wear an apron, or perhaps a bra to keep her massive tits from bouncing around from her son's extra deep thrusts. But like most women in the world, Sherrie had an allergic reaction to any clothes touching her tits, ass, or pussy for more than a few minutes at a time. Sexy lingerie seemed to be the only exception, but even that couldn't be worn for more than a few hours at most.
"I'm making, mmmm, bacon and eggs, oh, ugh, baby. What, ah, what would you-uh, you, like? I can make pancakes too, oh right there, or maybe some fruit slices? Mommy's big strong boy needs his nou- nourishment." Sherrie moaned.
Max thrust extra deep, his grip on his mother's hips tightening as her pussies milked his shafts. "Uh, Just some pancakes I guess."
Sherrie tilted her hips and turned slightly so she could kiss her son without stopping him from filling her up like only he could. "Okay sweetie. Just et me know when your ready to cum so I can have a snack."
Max sheepishly muttered, "I'm sorry Mom. I gave all my cum to Dori a little while ago. My sperm bladder is empty."
"That's okay sweetie. You can feed me some cum before you head to work."
Having the stove on and the bacon frying, Sherrie grunted and sidestepped away so she could bend over a little more without the risk of getting burned. This gave her son better access to her twin pussies, letting him really plow her deep for a while.
Sherrie had rose a bit to turn over the bacon when arguing could be heard coming closer.
"I said no, Jackass!"
Into the kitchen came Max's sister Jill, followed by his brother Kevin.
Kevin saw his mother and whined, "MOoooM, tell Jill to let me fuck her in the butt."
Jill stared daggers at her little brother and hollered, "Mom! Kevin came into my room this morning and tried to rape my ass again! That's the third time this week!"
Sherrie sighed and stood, stepping away from Max's twin dicks. She turned to her oldest boy and kissed his check before whispering, "I'm sorry sweetie. I've got to deal with this. Go sit down, and I'll ride you after I finish cooking."
Turning back to her other children, Sherrie put her hands on her hips and barked, "Kevin! I am sick and tired of warning you! You know you're only allowed to fuck your sister in the butt once a week! It takes a long time for her butthole to close back up after your giant cock has been in there. And raping your sister is unacceptable. Your father doesn't even let Max do that, and he is man of the house whenever your dad isn't here. If you want to fuck your sister, you have to ask first."
Kevin whined, "But MooOM, Jill never says yes when I ask. But she says yes to Max all the time."
Jill snarked, "Yeah, because Max can make me cum. Get better at fucking and maybe I'll let you fuck me."
"How the hell am I supposed to get better if I never get to fuck anyone?" Max continued whining. "Max gets to fuck everyone in Dad's harem, but all I ever get is the leftovers."
Sherrie stuck her nose in the air and huffed, "I never tell you no. You shove your giant dick in my pussy any time you like. Does that make me leftovers?"
Max looked away and muttered, "I didn't mean you. Besides, you never tell Dad or Max no either."
"And why should I? They are part of this family too." Sherrie argued. "I take good care of all of my men. But if you can't be good, then you don't get any pussy. So for trying to rape your sister again, no pussy for you for the entire day, from anyone."
Kevin's mouth dropped open and he screeched, "BUT MOM! That's not fair!"
Sherrie snapped, "Would you like to make it a week?"
Kevin knew she meant what she said just from the look on her face. He immediately backed down and muttered, "No ma'am."
Sherrie smirked as she turned back to the stove to finish making breakfast. Her youngest child would break every rule in the house if she let him.
As she removed the bacon from the pan, she looked down at her hand, noticing a ring she'd never seen before on her finger.
Does anyone else notice the ring?
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