You take too long and find yourself trapped in the kitchen.

Dumping the decorations onto a nearby counter top, you were just about to make a break for it when you suddenly spotted your other birthday presents that were still sitting there on the table. Not wanting to leave them behind - especially not the iPhone you'd been after for ages - you rushed over and grabbed them as quickly as you could, before making your way back out towards the living room where your exit awaited.

"...I'm sorry for dumping all this stuff on you. I know you said you had plans today," you heard a very familiar (yet slightly sobbing) voice say just as you were about to step through the kitchen doorway, watching as an incredibly attractive blond figure clutching a tissue to her face suddenly walked in the room, causing you to instantly jolt back.

"Oh shit, that is fucking Summer Rain!" the fan boy in you excitedly squealed inside your head, while the rest of you groaned in realization that you'd taken far too long and were now pretty much trapped.

Quietly shuffling backwards out of sight as you heard your mom follow after her, telling her how it was "okay", and that she "wasn't really doing anything special anyway" (outright lying to her), you began searching for some other way out of the house but finding that both doors in the room led directly back out there; meaning that you were well and truly stuck!

"I guess I'm just gonna have to wait it out then," you figured, placing your presents onto the ground and taking a seat as the two of them settled in the living room, assuming that she'd have to go to the bathroom or something at some point - thereby giving you an opportunity to leave.

Resigned to your fate for the moment, and listening into their conversation as the two of them chatted away - Summer basically going on about what a cheating scum bag her (now ex) boyfriend 'Brandon' was, while your mom tried to console her - you had to admit, as weird and as far from ideal as it was, you were now actually in the vicinity of two of the world's most famous porn stars, listening them gassing about things no other regular Joe or fan would ever get to hear. In a way, it was actually kind of cool, as was catching a glimpse of Summer Rain in the flesh - it reminding you somewhat of your initial meeting with your 'new' mother back in the hospital (though obviously a lot less surreal). Even crying, with her make up slightly smudged, she looked hot as hell, and pretty much exactly as she did in her videos...only with slightly more clothes on and without a large cock stuffed in her mouth.

"If he's going around cheating on you behind your back with some other woman then he's just not worth it Jan," your mother told her about ten minutes later, after the sobbing had somewhat died down, "You should be glad you found out now rather than later."

"I know. I know," Summer agreed, sounding more angry now than upset. "It just fucking pisses me that he'd do that to me. TO ME! What exactly can that skank offer him that I can't, huh? It's not as if he wasn't getting fulfilled sexually or anything. Cause Christ knows if there is one thing I'm good at it's that!"

This was certainly true, having seen more than your fair share of videos of her having some of the wildest most ferocious looking sex you'd ever seen - sex that you'd give your right eye to actually be a participant in! Though Amber Knights obviously had the more **** body and was as kinky as hell, Summer really wasn't all that far behind, and you had to wonder what kind of moron this Brandon guy was to actually cheat on a porn star - which was a point your mother soon brought up.

"Trust me, I know how good you are. And I know that there's no way in hell he's ever going to find anyone who's as good as you in bed (the memories of watching the two of them eating each other out in your mom's first video causing a pleasurable shiver to make its way up your spine). You didn't get all those AVN awards for nothing!"

"That's true. Unless of course he was cheating on me with you!" Summer giggled, turning the compliment back on her friend. "Only a filthy slut like you could fuck me under the table! How many more of those awards do you have than me again?"

"Well, that's beside the point. I know you too well to do something like that. You're a one in a million, Jan, and if that idiot Brandon can't see it, then that's his loss. You're far too good for him and you always have been, and the single world is all the better for it."

"Yeah. I guess we are in the same boat now, huh? Back to casual fuck buddies and lesbo sex with my best pal!"

"Exactly!" your mother exclaimed, breaking into a giggle, "Who needs men when we got each other?"

Your dick just about jumped straight out of your pants when you heard this, not entirely sure if they were just joking around or not, or if this was actually true - they were porn stars after all!. Either way, picturing your mom's face between Summer's legs and vice versa, inside this very house without any cameras rolling was possibly an even hotter thought than the two of them fucking for money, and you couldn't help rubbing at yourself as you continued to listen.

"Your pussy does admittedly taste about a hundred times sweeter than his little shrimp dick, that's for damn sure!" Summer then laughed.

"Oh my God, he had a tiny penis? You never told me that!" came your mother's equally as amused reply.

"Well, maybe not tiny. But when you're used to taking in 9 to 10 inchers, he was pretty small in comparison!" Bursting into girlish hysterics at this, the two of them began joking about various men and the size of their penises (being pretty derogatory towards Brandon's especially), and as you sat there eavesdropping, you found that actually physically hearing your mom talk about this kind of stuff was pretty darn incredible - finally getting that glimpse into her 'other life' you'd desperately been waiting for.

Though she was still of course very much recognizable as the same woman you'd just been talking to (and not exactly the foul mouthed deviant she appeared online as in her Amber persona) there was definitely more of a risque, sexually aggressive side to her that you never usually got to see. The fact that the two of you had just been having a wonderful time as mother and son in that very room only moments before only emphasized the difference all the more as their playful penis talk grew all the more explicit - actually starting to make you feel a little on the inadequate side, seeing as you didn't have one of these monster cocks they both obviously liked so much.