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"Mom, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" I screamed. I'd come home early from work and decided to take the trash out. Instead, I find mom half undressed with some creep all over her.
Mom's head swiveled so fast I thought I heard it creak. Her cheeks flushed a DEEP crimson and the guy she was with skedaddled like one of those cartoon villains.
"Son, it's not what it looks like!" She tried the ol' mollification trick, but wasn't having none of it.
"Don't try to con me, mom. I know exactly what you were doing. I'm 18, not born yesterday." I growled, tossing the sack of garbage on the ground.
She tried to defend herself, but the moment I mentioned dad, her trap shut and her eyes widened comically.
I don't know why, but at that moment, my eyes traveled over my mother's half-naked body.
Her breasts were a perfect set of creamy melons, with perky, rosy nipples that seemed to beg to be sucked.
She wore a simple black dress, and her panties were clearly visible through the sheer fabric.
"I'm sorry, mom. You're just so fucking sexy, I can't resist." I whispered, reaching up and grabbing her breasts, squeezing and massaging them in my hands.
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