Film at the evening!

Vanessa walked into the apartment that evening and saw James and Mary trying to find a movie on the tuner. She didn't realize that James was trying to win Mary's heart and she thought they were just classmates.

Vanessa: "Hey, kids. Are you guys going to watch a movie?"

Mary: "Hello, Mrs. Sanchez."

James: "Hi, Mom. I can't figure out this tuner. Can you get a hotel employee to help us with the tuning so Mary and I can start watching the movie already?"

Vanessa: "You and Mary?", Vanessa looked at Greg lying alone on the bed.

Vanessa: "Why don't you call Greg over? He's one of your classmates and you'll have more fun together!"

Mary leaned over to James and whispered: "Ugh, not with that fat fucker. Tell your mother no!"

James like a knight in shining armor began to defend his lady's interests to his brainless mother, "Mom, not with him. Mary and I wanted some alone time..."

Vanessa: "WHAT!? Look at Greg, that poor boy is lying there bored. I'm going to go tell him he's going to watch the movie with you and it's out of the question!"

Vanessa went to Greg and he quickly hid his phone, on it he was watching a video of her sucking his balls through his underwear while he was "checking the air conditioning".

Vanessa: "Greg, there are guys there watching a movie, are you going to watch with them?"

Greg: "I would love to but I'm fighting they will laugh at me if we are alone, can you stay to watch the movie with us?"

Vanessa was embarrassed, she was uncomfortable being in the company of young men, but she found Greg's arguments very convincing

"Indeed, given their reaction when I asked them to watch the movie with Greg, they might bully him. I had planned to call my husband today, but I'm not here to rest, my duty is to protect this poor boy!": she thought.

Vanessa: "Of course you are, Greg! We'll start watching the movie in an hour! Don't keep us waiting!", she said this with a sense of control over the situation.

An hour later Greg came to their room and sat down on the couch between Vanessa and Mary, James sat on the edge of the couch. The room was double occupancy, so the couch was a little cramped for four people, especially since Vanessa and Mary took up twice as much space as the average person, the fault being their fucking gigantic basketball-sized buttocks.

Mary said in an annoyed voice: "Can you move, asshole? Not only do we have to put up with your stink for the whole movie, but you're making me uncomfortable sitting down!"

Greg just smirked his ugly face and ignored her, he loved having the huge ass of the hottest bitch in school pressed up against him on one side while the other side had the ass of his bully's juicy Latino mom doing the same thing.

Due to the discomfort of the cramped space, Mary had to lie on James' shoulder, which he was overjoyed about, if he only knew that his crush's ass was now resting on Greg's thigh. Mary was wearing a skirt, so her soft, ass was splayed out on Greg's leg. Greg's dick started to tense up, he tugged on Vanessa's shoulder and pointed his finger at his half standing tube, for extra convincing he took his python out of his hand in his shorts pocket. Vanessa stared at it with wide eyes, she was frightened by the mere sight of it: a slimy, wiry, thick and long hose with a greenish cum oozing out of it. She thought she could see stink lines. She wanted to run away, she was disgusted that instead of a call with her favorite husband she had to cuddle up to help empty the balls of a fat teenager. Greg got tired of waiting for Vanessa to come out of her stupor and grabbed her hand and put it on his dick. He put his other hand on her shoulder. Vanessa started washing his donkey dick with her hand, she risked being discovered, but the dimmed lights in the room created a darkness that helped hide the fact that she was jerking the pig off.

Greg began to gradually pull her shoulder closer to his dick and when Vanessa's face was a couple of centimeters away Greg moved his pelvis and Vanessa accidentally pulled his foreskin away. She was very close so the stench of the rotten bulb hit her nose, her eyes starting to water from the sour stench she had just inhaled.

Vanessa's POV:

"Oh my god it smells so awful, I can't stand it! How I wish I was on the phone with my beloved husband right now! I can't stand it! But what happens if I show weakness? Poor Greggie will feel humiliated, I mustn't emphasize his poor hygiene. If I show my weakness, he'll become even more uptight, he's already being laughed at by his classmates! I have to bear it! IT'S MY DUTY! YOU ARE STRONG, VANESSA, YOU ARE DOING A GOOD DEED!!!"

After such an uplifting thought, Vanessa could think of nothing better to do than to start taking deep breaths, but as soon as she did, the smell of rotten onions entered her brain. The smell robbed her of the realization that her son was sitting a meter away from her with his girlfriend. She groaned at the strong stench and rolled her eyes.

Vanessa POV: AAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!

James and Mary were busy watching a movie, so they didn't bother to look in their direction. If they had, they would have seen Vanessa snorting Greg's stinky pipe, resting her giant tits on his leg so that her nipples popped out.

Greg pulled his shorts back so that his dick and balls were exposed and the noxious sniffing intensified several times over. He then started to press on the back of Vanessa's head, she resisted, her subconscious doing its best to stay away from this thing, Greg had to put his other hand on the back of her head and push as hard as he could. Intoxicated by the stench Vanessa opened her mouth from the physical exertion, tears oozing from her eyes from the acidic odor. But they opened as wide as possible when Greg's cheesy cock entered her mouth, she looked at Greg in panic, she regained her sobriety for a moment, but only a second later her eyes rolled back up again when her taste buds caught the taste of his stinky, wiry donkey cock. The amount of water of tears doubled.

Vanessa POV:

"WHEEEEERT!!! THIS IS UNBEARABLE!!! IT TASTES WORSE AND WORSE EACH TIME!!!"

Her thoughts split into 2 parts, like a movie full of clichés an angel and a demon appeared on her shoulder, she visualized it that way because of her low intelligence. For some reason she thought the words "Demon-Vanessa" were evil, even though it was actually the voice of reason. And her stupidity and carelessness, which was used by the fat, short, pimple-covered kid, she perceived as "Angel-Vanessa".

Demon-Vanessa: "Spit it out NOW! THIS IS DISGUSTING! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ON THE PHONE WITH YOUR BELOVED HUSBAND RIGHT NOW, AND INSTEAD YOU'RE SAVORING THE FILTHY, STINKING JUNK OF THIS MILKMAN WHO HASN'T SHOWERED IN MONTHS, JUDGING BY THE STENCH !"

Angel-Vanessa: "STOP!!! If you do, that white boy will live the rest of his life in self-hating complexes! Vanessa, remember, you are the one to blame for his problem! YOU HAVE TO DO THIS!!! You were brought in as a substitute teacher, Greg is your responsibility now, you need to suck it up! SUCK IT LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT! SUCK HIM OFF VANESSA, GIVE HIM THE MOST SLOBBERY, SENSUAL, SLOPPY BLOWJOB HE'LL REMEMBER FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE. IT'S THE ONLY WAY YOU'LL REDEEM YOURSELF AND DO YOUR DUTY! YOU CAN DO IT VANESSA!!!"

Vanessa Keeping her internal monologue she shifted her gaze from left to right, listening to each side of the argument. Every now and then she mooed softly holding Greg's huge club in her mouth. James and Mary couldn't hear it, because the TV was almost at maximum volume. After not much thought, this Bimbo fool sided with her conscience and the guilt imposed. Her decision was signaled by *MGHHHHHHHHH!!!*, after she made that sound Greg felt her lips stretch out to capture an even larger area of his dick, followed by the sensation of a pleasant vacuum. Her cheeks became sunken from her sucking and she began to make gentle circular motions with her serpentine tongue. Greg was over the moon. He had certainly received oral caresses from this brainless dumbass before, but now it was something else. Right now Vanessa was doing her best to give Greg maximum pleasure. No, she wasn't a slut, in her mind it wasn't cheating. To herself she didn't see it as sexting, in her paradigm it was a fulfillment of duty and atonement. Beyond that, the taste and aroma of rotten fish made her transcend every second of the blowjob.

After ten minutes of sloppy, sensual blowjobs, her mouth was full of a cocktail of a mixture of his greenish lube and her drool. Vanessa started sliding up and down the shaft of his dick and it began to release a greenish thick slurry that bubbled and flowed out of her plump, pillow-like lips and down to Greg's huge hairy nuts, which were shaking from the pleasure he was feeling at that moment. He wrapped both hands around her high ponytail and began to pull it up and then push it down by the back of her head, speeding up the amplitude of the movement several times, but not so much that it attracted the attention of the young couple sitting next to him. Each time he lifted her head the vacuum intensified, sucking in more of his pre-ejaculate, and when he lowered her head, his pipe following Archimedes' law of physics pushed the smelly mixture outward, and Vanessa's attempts to breathe formed bubbles from them. Vanessa's warm, wet, long tongue twitched from side to side, teasing the tip and shaft of his cock. Greg had to be stoic to keep from moaning with pleasure. Greg pressed down on the back of her head as hard as he could and pushed her pouty lips almost to her balls, the stretching of her throat made Vanessa's eyes bulge again and she saw the fat fucker grab his ballsack and shove it into her mouth. Vanessa couldn't even protest with her mooing, for James and Mary were sitting right beside them!

As both balls entered Vanessa's already overflowing mouth, she felt a new dose of musk with her taste buds. There was so little room in her mouth that she had to stick her tongue out to reduce the tension in her puffed up cheeks. She followed her dumbass idea of "atonement" and started massaging his prostate with her tongue, while sucking his cock and balls at the same time! The prostate massage hit the final hurdle and Greg couldn't hold on much longer. He started to cum, his cum was coming in strong streams, some of it flying out of her nostrils blocking her oxygen, but most of it poured in a powerful stream straight into her stomach, filling it with disgusting tadpoles. Vanessa could feel his balls clenching in her mouth before each volley, and each squeeze of his balls was a precursor to another liter of cum that would swell her flat tummy that she'd worked years for in the gym. But all she could do was be terrified, because the last thing she wanted was for her son to find out....