Jealousy

“Wake up hussy, we’re home.”

You slowly unbuckle yourself and get out the car, your legs trembling as you struggled to walk. Your mother glared at you with contempt.

“What’s wrong whore? Don’t you know how to walk without a rod up cunt? Let this server as a reminder the next time you pass out your pussy like it’s candy.”

Your mother angrily stormed into the house. A gem minutes later you followed, making your way to the living room before collapsing on the couch. Your pussy still throbbing from its recent pounding.

You couldn’t help but notice the hateful stares of your mother. She must have known what had happened, she was waiting outside the office the entire time. Why was she so angry at you? Was she seriously jealous that her daughter filed the hot priest? You let out a gentle moan at just the passing thought of him. You could still feel the Shoshone of his ear cum inside you. However, it was soon made clear this was the wrong choice, as your mother stormed up to you.