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Chapter 7 by DLR123 DLR123

What was she up to?

Getting breakfast ready.

Author: Unknown

That had been the best orgasm Hannah had experienced in a long time, although she couldn't quite place why it had felt so good. She felt something different this time that she had never felt before, but she wasn't sure what it was; regardless, she was satisfied. She cleaned out her cocksleeve (with her tongue), savoring the thick, creamy texture and salty-sweet flavor of her cum. She proceeded to wipe off her thick shaft, consuming that mess as well, and went to take a nice hot shower.

Meanwhile, you stewed in girlcum, unsure of your impending fate. You could feel it getting much hotter inside your mother's teste as the hot water poured over it. You were jostled about for a bit, not sure what was going on outside (Hannah was washing her balls), and you wound up getting drenched in molten splooge.

The intense heat, combined with the pungent odor of semen surrounding you, was starting to affect you. You were feeling light-headed, but when you were sure you were about to pass out, things started to cool off. You were thrown around again as your mother dried off, something you were getting tired of, and then felt your chamber compressed slightly.

Hannah had slipped into a rather tight pair of panties that squeezed her balls very pleasurably. Putting on a pair of baggy sweatpants and a form-fitting white t-shirt, not bothering with a bra today, she checked on her still-sleeping kids. Will, who had mentioned he might be going to a friend's house today, was nowhere to be seen; the girls were still asleep.

"With Will out of the house," Hannah thought, "maybe the girls and I could do a little mother-daughter bonding..." She continued forming her plan as she got breakfast ready. She got the pancakes ready, but realized there was no milk left to drink. She still had the carton, and the girls were still asleep...

You suddenly realized that the levels of semen in your chamber were rising, and rising fast. You struggled to keep your head up in the rising flood. Whatever your mom was doing, she was getting really horny. Her balls were completely full of cum now, with no air left to breathe. You held your breath, terrified you would drown in splooge, but miraculously felt yourself **** up and out of your mother's huge cock.

You were shot of of your mother's cock into a much larger pool of cum, and you scrambled to get to the surface, longing to inhale something other than sperm. Coughing and spluttering, you realized you were in a very different prison now, surrounded by translucent plastic walls. "Am I in a milk carton?!" you asked in your mind. You were glad you weren't being thrown around anymore, but the peace didn't last long as the entire carton tipped to the side. You were being poured into a giant glass!

Who's glass is it?

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