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Chapter 7 by SexistAliien SexistAliien

Do I care?

Not even a little

I laughed and moved to her head again. She was about to say something else but I stopped her by shoving my slimy cock in her mouth.

“Like it’s my problem if you don’t cum, sisterslut.” I said, sliding in to the hilt. “Just bring home some skank to pee on you later. Try to find an asian whore today, I feel like giving an authentic bukakke.”

I pumped into her throat a few times before pulling out, trails of spit connecting her lips and my cock. She was gasping for breath, and I gave her a thumbs up before leaving the room. I had barely modded my sister, only giving her the standard hair removal and perma-lubed pussy. It was a constant temptation to bimbofy her and have a matching mother-daughter pair, but part of me enjoyed having a surly goth piss-whore for a sister. Her being a lesbian was just icing on the cake - random hotties to screw and less chance of her finding a boyfriend to own her!

The smell of pancakes drew me downstairs, where mom was just finishing up breakfast. She had donned a tiny apron to protect herself from burning oil, and I admired her tanned ass as she plated up two steaming piles of pancakes. She turned, holding the plates, and smiled widely as she saw me.

“Pancakes are ready baby! Plenty of maple syrup to go around as well!” she said brightly as she put the plates onto the kitchen table, along with a jug of syrup. I sat as she crawled under the table and could soon feel her hot breath on my cockhead. She knew better than to start her breakfast early though. I picked up the jug and poured a generous helping of syrup onto my pancakes before lowering it and pouring a smaller amount onto my shaft. The syrup was cool against my skin, and I could hear mom almost whining with anticipation. I slowly put the jug back into place and took a bite of my pancakes. Delicious. Mom had earned her treat.

“Go.” I said.

Mom launched herself onto my dick, inhaling it deep into her throat. Her tongue ran around the shaft, sucking up syrup greedily. I looked down as I ate, pleased to see her looking up at me adoringly, her nose buried in my pubic hair. After removing all the syrup, she started the blowjob proper, slowly moving back and forth along my length.

How does breakfast progress?

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