For now, but Cassidy isn't

"Aaah... Think I'm done for now," you murmur as you pull out and climb to your feet.

Your mother is lying on the floor in front of you, legs still spread, and you see some of your jizz dripping out of her pussy. "Oh... It feels wet," she says, sitting up a little. "Really wet..."

"Guess I did a good job then," you reply, letting your weary body fall onto the sofa.

"Th-that's not appropriate, young man! You know this is just, um... What's the word..."

"A medical procedure? Yeah, sure," you continue, happy that you've distracted her from the puddle of semen forming between her thighs. "That doesn't mean you can't enjoy it, though. A massage can be a medical procedure too, but it sure feels good, right?"

"I... I don't know," she replies uncertainly, leaning forward into a seated position and stuffing her breasts back into her nightgown. "I guess--"

Before she can continue, your brother comes stomping down the stairs and rushes into the room. He's about as disheveled and groggy-looking as you are, only he's actually got pants on. They're just some baggy old sweatpants, though, and his erection is poking through the button fly.

"Sup guys," Cassidy grunts, advancing towards Mom even faster than you had a few minutes ago. "Open up, I'm close..."

You watch as he steps over your mother, straddling her body as she swallows his cock. She does pretty well, all things considered, bobbing her head halfway down his length with each stroke. For his part, Cassidy lets her go to work while he yawns and stretches.

"You're 'close' already? You been jacking off again?" You let out a snort.

"Duh," your brother replies. "A little hentai before getting up never hurt anyone."

You lean back further and roll your eyes. Why bother with that crap when we've got a MILF's mouth at our beck and call, 24/7? Porn is for losers who DON'T have a sex ****.

"Good thing you came down to bust, though," you say out loud. "I, uh... Couldn't give her any."

"Yeah, I bet," your brother chuckles, glancing down between Mom's legs: there's a clearly-noticeable amount of thick, white cum flowing onto the carpet. "Deeper, Mom."

Your mother does her best to obey, gulping down Cassidy's cock as best she can. "Gugh, guugh, guulckh..."

"Faster, too--Ah, forget it," he says impatiently, before shoving Mom backward. As she falls onto her back, Cassidy follows, keeping his member hilted in her mouth. The moment her head hits the carpet, the weight of his body pushes the entire length inside.

"Ooohfuck, thaaat's it," he moans, ignoring the gagging, squirming woman beneath him. "Just a little more..."

He spends the next minute or two fucking Mom's face, humping her head against the floor with all the rough, reckless enthusiasm that you put into fucking her pussy. She struggles a little, and the occasional geyser of spit splatters against your brother's sweat pants, but she doesn't make any attempt to push Cassidy away: the end result is far too important to miss.

"Nnnghh, yeeeah... Swallow it all, you dumb cocksucker--Uh, I mean, you... Dear caring mother... Yeah..."

Cassidy probably didn't need to bother covering up the mistake. Your mother is completely focused on sucking down his load, swallowing again and again as your brother pushes himself balls-deep into her throat. She isn't struggling or gagging anymore: at some level, her body must understand how much she needs this dose of cum.

Huh... Maybe we've been holding out on her a little TOO much. You stroke your sticky shaft a few times; it's almost ready to go again.