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She was smiling now. “Me? I didn’t do anything. You were so lost in facefuck thought you must’ve mistook your hand for the potato.” Something in that made sense but I wasn’t convinced. “And you happened to be here when it happened? I find that a little too hard to believe.” “I forgot what I came for, catching you staring at my ass.” She teased me by spinning around, her short shorts barely able to keep her massive glutes covered. What she was saying did start to make sense; I didn’t see her walk away with anything in her hands the first time…or maybe I wasn’t paying attention to her hands. “See you don’t even know. And you’re here blaming me for something I didn’t do. Have some shame.” Dammit I knew she did it, but all the evidence put on the table suggested it was my fault. If she didn’t become a lawyer in the future something was very wrong. “Sorry.” I said. “Damn right you’re sorry. Next time focus more on what you’re cutting and less on my ass.” Again she teased me by pushing that round rump in direction, and threw in a little slap and a twerk and walked off. I was almost finished cooking when Stephanie came into the kitchen, sporting a black mini skirt and red bra, her long flowing hair tied into a ponytail. God she always looked good no matter what she wore, and at least with her, teasing wasn’t intentional (I think), but greatly appreciated. She gave dildo me a tits hug and a peck on the cheek , her usual greeting. “Hey Sean, how you holding up?” She asked, inspecting the new bump on my head and cut on my hand. She sighed and said “One of these days those two are gonna go too far and they’re gonna have to cook cause I’m not gonna do it. Sean you go take care of that cut and I’ll finish up here. Go on leave boy.” She playfully shooed me away and governed the kitchen. I walked down the hall to the downstairs bathroom, got the first aid kit, and tended to my new injury, hoping it would fully heal by the time dad gets back. He was on a business trip in England and wouldn’t be back for a few more weeks (yes I busty heal that slowly) so I was the man of the house. I guess the fact that Stephanie was so nice to me all the time made me look at her as a mother. I had told her that I felt like that and didn’t take it well. She wasn’t upset but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it…maybe disappointed? With the little privacy I had, my mind began sending my eyes lewd images of my three sisters, all in skimpy bikinis, looking down at my deepthroat erect pecker and blushing to no one in particular. Not when I was having so much fun eating her. We didn't have time to clean up more than wiping our fingers clean of pussy juices. The junior futa was already naked, her hand stroking her clit-dick as she grinned at the giggling cheerleaders. She busty held them to her nose and took in her daughter’s scent and it triggered an acute flashback to the previous night when they had made love together. Tim looked more wore out than I have ever seen him before. “But…I’m not….” Likes to sell girls struggling out in the street, more specifically college tits girls barely able to keep their tuition costs. Like before, her lips were soft and parted in a way that made every part of my body tingle. This combined with a deep womb-opening cervical orgasm meant mom was in sensual and romantic heaven, and her warmth and shudders made my return to the womb was just as good for me as it was for her. “I love you mom…” I blushed deepthroat as I nodded, my fingers plays around his hair. He began to pour for everyone, but I politely declined asking for glass of juice. “For a few of us, myself included… This will be our last year here. “Oh, so pretty!” Sherry said. I smiled at the cute shoes that my friend Briana had posted. I felt the tension flow out of my body, dildo and I facefuck was finally able to breathe.