All is not lost

Ron was in his room when the silence downstairs began to eat away at him. He couldn’t sit still, and the images of the past scene still haunted him.

With nothing to do and nothing to worry about, Ron went downstairs. Surprisingly, there was no one in the living room.

“That’s strange.”

But then it hit him, James’ room!

He ran to the door and started banging on it. It should open, but…

His stomach started to churn and gnaw at him. What’s happening, WHAT’S HAPPENING!

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“Mom, Mom!”

James heard Ron yell from outside the door, for the woman whose breasts he was busy chewing on.

“Uhh, please, slowly,” Susan moaned with great difficulty.

But James didn’t give a fuck about her comfort, he started pulling on her nipples with his teeth, “mmmhh, so mhh great,” he licked the sweat off her breasts and gave them an occasional slap, he really was a boob man.

(P.S. The author is the boob man.

“MOM!!”

“Ron?” Susan came back to reality, with James busy eating her tits and his cock still throbbing and twitching in her plump pussy, she forgot all about him.

“James, I think Ron needs something.”

“Well then, let’s go talk to him, but we can’t stop in between now; that won’t be good at all. Let’s go together.”

James made Susan stand up and dragged her to the door. The guest room downstairs had two types of doors built in, one made of glass and one of wood, for added security.

James made Susan stand with her back to the door and, without any warning, thrust himself into her wet, warm pussy and began to fuck the hot mom with full ****.

Hands on her hips, pulling her tightly onto his cock and his tongue in her mouth, it was somehow more intimate than being on the bed.

“Y-yes, honey,” Susan replied to Ron between James’ attacks.

“Mom? What are you doing? Where’s James?”

“He said AAHH-” James bit the top of her breasts in passion, leaving his teeth marks all over.

“Mom, what happened?”

“No-nothing, James said as we were interrupted before the infection could increase at a fast pace, ahhh, so we continue.”

James smiled as he felt Mom’s tight pussy around his cock, squeezing every inch of it. Her body was made to be used like a sex ****, and that’s what he’s going to make it.

“What, but”

“Mom, please come out, I can’t see you.”

“I, ahhh, can’t do that, honey, I’m in the middle of something important.”

“Please, Mom, I’m scared.”

“Ohh, don’t worry, ahhh, James will help you, everything will be fine.”

He had his doubts.

“Please, Mom, I need to talk to you.”

“Why don’t we show him the sequel?” James said, turning Susan around while opening the wooden door.

He pinned her against the glass door, Susan’s large, swinging breasts crushed between the glass and James’ hands. At the same time, he pushed his cock into her ass, almost tearing her cheeks apart.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

The sound of flesh hitting flesh could be heard throughout the room, Susan’s painful voice sounding strangely erotic to James’ ears.

Meanwhile, Ron was devastated as he watched his mother being violently fucked by a man he hated, and the expression of pleasure on his face was all he needed to see.

Ron collapsed on the floor, still watching James’ cock ramming into his mom’s plump pink pussy, her juices mixed with devil knows how much cum running down her white thighs.

He wanted to say something, to stop her from punching the smug face drooling with intense passion, but...he couldn't. The shame of getting aroused and him not being on that side of the door was getting to him. He should be the one there; his cock should be the one to ram in that beautiful, tight pussy.

No, he can't lose like that.

Fuck this pity party. If James could, then why can't he?

Ron made up his decision to be the one to fuck his mother. No one else is allowed to do that. But, unfortunately for him. He was too late for this futile effort.

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A/N: It always bothered me how I rushed this story and left it without a conclusion. So, I'll be adding a few more chapters to it and giving it a proper burial.