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Chapter 8 by Nosmel Nosmel

Who do you find in the room?

Your mother

You walk in to see your mother sitting alone in the corner by an empty bed. She looks up, surprised to see you. Her body kept well over the years, and she showed off a lot of it, hoping to avoid a coma herself.

"Ben! You came! I knew you couldn't resist making a donation to your sister for too long." She stands up and gives you an awkward hug with her mostly naked body, pressing her pastie covered tits into you. You zip your fly.

"They just took your sister down to the feeding room for her daily feeder dose, but I'm so glad you decided to visit!"

Fuck. She just left. Dr. Gagar is gonna be gagging your comatose sister.

She drops down to her knees in front of you and starts trying to pull your zipper back down. "Don't worry, mommy will get that donation for her."

Gross, mom, you think pushing her hands away. Even if you weren't recently spent, you'd rather do the chunky donation girl outside than just get another one of your mother's boring blow jobs.

"Christ, ma, no thanks. There's a bitch right outside if I wanted a blow job."

Your mother quickly stands up and turns around, bending over at the waist and shoving both hands into her asshole, gaping her well used hole almost larger than your cock. You wince and look away.

"Well since it's for your sister I'll grant an exception, just this one time."

Jeez, mom, even under normal circumstances this would be pretty fucked up, but I'm already spent and it makes it worse, you think. Need to get down to the feeding room to get to Susie's ass. Just need to get hard first.

You open an eye half way and look over at your mother, still holding open her asshole. Could see what your bitch mother could take up there to get your cock back up again. This is a rare opportunity, the way she is.

Go find your sister or your mother?

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