You leave your room and go downstairs to talk to your Mom

— Oh! — Your mom gasped. She just heard your steps coming down the stairs. She just froze.

"Fuck, the little dumbfuck again" Isaiah thought to himself while pulling your Mom towards the bathroom, closing the door behind them. While your Mom was processing what happened, Isaiah pushed her towards her knees while pulling his cock out.

— Mom? — You yelled. — Mom? Are you in here?

— Ye-yes sweetie — Your Mom snapped from her trance at once — I'm here, in the bathroom — She said while Isaiah was rubbing his dick on her face, which didn’t seem to trouble her.

— I have been thinking... You know... About dad and so on...

— Hmm-hmm — Isaiah was already forcing the tip of his cock into your Mom's mouth. Not only she didn't resist, she just started suckling on it right away

— Like, he didn't deserve that, you know? He only got... Got into bad company, you know, bad friends, bad people around him...

— Oggai schweeti? — Your mom answered with her mouth full of Isaiah's tip.

— What? Mom, I didn't understand what you said... And why are your clothes here on the floor? And where's Isaiah? Did he left?

Your Mom stopped sucking while making a loud pop sound, but kept tenderly caressing Isaiah's balls.

— I had to... Had to run into the bathroom, women things, you know... And Isaiah... — She looked at him in the eyes — I don't know where he is right now, I think he left... — She said before putting his dick heavy balls in her mouth.

— Did he really left without saying goodbye? Well, I guess coming from that kind of guy that's to be expected... You know, the kind of guys who betray his close friends and cannot take responsibility...

Isaiah almost started laughing at your naivety: While you were busy bad-mouthing him, your Mom kept nursing his balls and stroking his dick, not really listening to what you had to say.

— Yeah... Maybe you're right, sweetheart — Isaiah realized that your Mom was easily persuaded if she had to focus on other things, like talking to his dumbass son through the bathroom door. He took his opportunity:

— Use your fat tits on my cock, bitch.

Your Mom looked at him in the eyes, nodded, grabbed up her heavy knockers and wrapped them around Isaiah's dick...

— Hm? What was that, Mom? Is someone there with you? — You thought you heard a deep voice in there. Your Mom hesitated again while pressing her boobs together around Isaiah’s meatrod.

— N—No, sweetie, that was just... My phone, yeah, the phone...

Isaiah couldn't believe it. Your Mom was so busy between two tasks that she just obediently did what he told her. — Move those ballons faster, slut — he whispered, lunging his hips forward. Your Mom’s alluring eyes stared at him with as she whispered with a sultry voice:

— Why don't YOU move this gigantic cock faster, mister?

Isaiah didn't expected that answer from her, but the challenge turned him on: He started pumping his waist against your mother's tightly held boobs. He was so violent that even you started hearing the rhythmic plap plap plap.

— What is that, Mom? Do you need help? What is th...

— I'm just cleaning! — Your mom shouted, but not loosening even for a moment the grip on her tits — What do you want now?! — You realized that beating around the bushes started pissing her off.

— I-I just wanted to tell you... I really miss dad...

At the very same time you spoke, Isaiah said to your mom:

— Bitch, start sucking my dick again, I'm gonna nut in your mouth...

Your Mom, not having heard what you said, complied with Isaiah — Okay… — You thought she was allowing you to continue.

— Do you miss him too, Mom?

And again, at the very same time, Isaiah:

— Wanna swallow my jizz, bitch?

— Yes, I do… — Your Mom joyfully answered, not even aware of what you just asked.

Isaiah grabbed your Mom behind her back and started pulling her head towards his waist, her lips pressed together shut around his shaft. When Isaiah couldn't pull her head in anymore, he let her go slightly back. He was opening up your Mom's throat little by little.

Meanwhile, thinking your Mom answered your question and mistakenly jumping into the conclusion you were both on the same page, you started rambling about how good your dad was, about how difficult was going to be to imagine your life without him…

Sadly, nobody was hearing what you had to say. Isaiah was already going balls deep into her mouth, his balls hitting your Mom's chin every time he **** her down his cock.

You could hear the gargling sounds created between your Mom's throat and Isaiah's dick, but you couldn't identify what it was; you kept talking…