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Peter, do you know how late it is?

Yeah, yeah.

Like, it's way past your curfew.

It's not that far past.

It's way past your curfew.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

I just, like, my phone died, and then I didn't know what time it was, and no one

else around me had a clock or, like, a watch, because no one has watches

anymore, and, like, I didn't know what time it was, so it's too late. I

call you, like, I didn't know it was going to be late. Well, you know what

happens when you pass curfew.

Mom, it's not fair.

You have to fuck your mother now.

But Sheila's late. She's always after curfew and nothing happens to her.

Dad takes care of Sheila.

Oh. Come on, Peter.

I didn't know that. Pull down your pants.

But it's not fair.

None of the other boys in the school have to do this. They're mom.

Peter, it's our rule in our house.

Take off your pants.

Fine.

Just a dance machine.

All of it.

House rules. You miss curfew, you fuck your mother.

Maybe I miss curfew so I can fuck my mother.

Are you saying you enjoy fucking your mother, Peter?

I said maybe.

I didn't say that's what happened.

Lie down, Peter. I'm going to sit on your face. I can't breathe.

That's it, Peter. Service your mother.

Is Dad asleep, Mom?

He's waiting up for me, Peter.

He's waiting for Sheila, actually.

She's three hours past her curfew, so he's going to jam it in her ass tonight.

Ha ha ha ha ha.

Come on, Peter. Lick your mom.

Is that enough licking, Mom?

I'll tell you when it's enough licking.

You look it good, Peter.

But none of the other boys have to do this. Peter, be

quiet.

I don't care what other moms do with their boys.

My house, my rules.

You miss Kerfie, you fuck your mother.

Did you use a cock to fuck any girls tonight, Peter? Yeah, Mom.

How's that with the guys?

That's good, because Mommy doesn't like sloppy seconds.

I like nice, full balls.

Can we just do Gojo money?

No, you're gonna fuck me.

Okay, honey.

Time to fuck your mama.

Mom, can we?

Can we talk to her for a little bit?

Don't talk to her.

These little fuck dolls, don't you understand?

Yeah.

Get on top of here, Mommy.

Okay.

Daddy, I'll have to fix your bed.

Yeah, it's broken a little.

Don't you dare come inside here, Mommy.

Okay, let me hold.

Oh, let's just see that juice.

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

yeah. Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Peter. Oh.

Oh.

Peter.

I'm okay, Peter. Stop your mama.

Okay.

tonight, Peter. That's a small load.

No, I didn't have sex, but I masturbated this morning.

Peter.

I didn't know.

Go shower and get cleaned up.

Don't be late again.

And don't let it happen again. I won't.

My phone's working.

Hey, I only got four calls.

Hey, it's 9 .30.

I didn't miss curfew.

Okay, Peter, it's time for bed.

I don't want to go to bed.

Peter, it's time for bed.

I don't want to go to bed.

How about a topless bedtime story?

Okay. I like topless bedtime stories.

I like your boobies, Mommy.

Do you?

Yes.

I straddled him and lowered myself onto his cock.

Oh, yes.

Fuck me.

Fuck me hard.

I screamed.

We were thrusting against each other as hard as we could.

Maria was moaning next to me, watching us fingering herself

to orgasm.

Gary's thrusts were getting deeper and harder.

Oh God, I'm coming, baby.

I screamed, and the sores of out of the body.

Lose my mind, orgasm. Gary bellowed that he was coming too.

We let loose together, and he filmed me with his warm cum.

When he slid out of me, our combined juices ran down our thighs.

Gary. Pulled me next to him and gave me a deep, passionate kiss.

Then we broke the kiss.

I said, happy birthday, baby.

I like that story about me. Peter, it's time for bed.

Peter. What?

We talked about this before.

I'm sorry. Every time we do complex bedtime stories, I just get a big boner.

You want me to take care of it for you?

Okay, yeah.

You're the best, Mommy.

I don't know why you always get a boner every time I do topless bedtime stories.

Are we going to be able to do bedtime fuck, mommy?

Okay, but we're going to have to make it really quick, Peter.

Okay.

Because your daddy has to fuck me too.

Okay.

Can I stick it in now, mommy?

No, you have to lick your mommy first.

Okay.

Does daddy lick you too before he fucks you?

Always.

Oh, you're just like daddy.

That's a good boy, Peter.

Thank you, Mommy.

You lick me, Peter?

Did you just feel like a mummy?

Can I speak Indian now, Mommy?

Yes, you may, Peter.

This never used to happen every time I read you Tom Sawyer when you were

younger.

Mommy? Yes, Peter?

Can I fuck you like a dog? Yes, you sure can.

Does

Daddy

fuck you like a dog? Yes.

Fuck me harder, Peter.

Then Daddy can hear us.

Mommy? Yes, sweetie?

Would it be okay if I use you as a cum dumpster?

Please, baby.

How can you help me flip over?

I

can

do it.

Pardon? I said, are you okay?

Whatever you prefer.

That's okay.

Come

on,

Peter. Use your mummy as a cover.

Sure did, Peter.

Can we finish this story now, Mommy?

I guess so, Peter.

I couldn't believe how much I was enjoying what Maria was doing.

She seemed to know exactly how to make me hot.

Well, she trusted her tongue in and out of my pussy.

I played with my nipples and felt another orgasm building.

When I looked over at Gary, his boxers were on the floor.

He watched us jerk himself off.

What a sight.

What are you doing?

I'm going to watch my program.

No, I'm going to watch my program.

No, I'm going to watch mine.

But I came to watch football. Football's on.

But America's Got Talent is on.

But this is the only working TV in the house. I can't go watch it in the other

room. Peter, you were supposed to take that TV a week ago to go get fixed.

that's not fair. Why isn't it my job to take it to get fixed?

Peter, I'm watching America's Got Talent.

And then you can watch your program.

But we don't have PBR. How am I going to watch the football game?

Peter, I'm going to do what we do with your dad.

I'm going to watch it first, and then we'll go from there.

What do you do for dad?

Well, I'll give him a handjob while I watch my program.

I don't want... Wait, you want to give me... No, I don't... No, I don't want...

I want to watch the football game.

America's Got Talent's on, Peter.

We'll be fine.

Pull down your pants.

Men are so stupid.

Do you like this girl, Peter?

She seems really good.

She's okay.

Last week she did amazing.

I'd rather be watching football.

Maybe.

Do you like that judge's hair, Peter?

Mom thought of maybe cutting her hair like that.

Um... Are you changing the color, too, or just the cut?

I was thinking all of it.

Well, I don't know if I like darker hair on you, but I like the style.

Yeah, maybe it's a little much.

Oh, you're just talking about the judges' hair?

Yeah.

I never watched these shows. I don't know.

This is the one where there's, like, the people with the different talent?

Yeah.

So they have, like, a magician that...

This season, they have, like, an acrobat.

They have all sorts of different acts.

It's kind of a really good show.

And if they make it, they get their own show, I think.

Glue and money?

No, I think they get, like, their stardom in life.

I thought there was money. I'm pretty sure there's money.

Maybe. I don't watch the show long, but I'm pretty sure there's money.

Maybe.

Mom, I really want to watch football.

Can we turn the channel, please?

I got an idea.

Turn the panel to me.

Look, I'll suck your cock, but we'll leave the channel here.

Okay.

Oh, she's good.

Hey, you're watching the show.

I'm doing both.

Look how good she sings. Look how high she goes.

I can't believe I'm watching America's Got Talent.

It's a bogeyman song.

Can we PBR your stupid show?

It's not a stupid show, Peter.

Mommy likes her shows.

I'm sorry, it's not stupid.

But the Giants Redskins won the game.

Oh, for God's sakes, Peter, I'll fuck you then.

Okay, Peter.

Mom's going to fuck you while I watch my show. Be quiet.

Okay.

Oh, look at the magician's on right now.

He's so good.

Last week he had a tiger on the show.

This show's way better than football, Peter. You're not missing anything.

I think you're taking advantage of me, Mommy.

Shut up and let me ride your cock.

This girl's gonna win for sure listen to her Peter

This shows so much better with you, Peter.

Your cock feels so good.

It's fun to watch America's Got Talent while riding a cock.

Oh, Peter.

Peter.

Oh, it's a commercial, Peter. Let me beat you off now.

This is such a stupid commercial.

Oh, it's back on again.

Oh, yeah.

I hope you don't watch this show.

Oh, look, it's a trapeze.

She's really good.

She has a partner.

Oh, yeah? They did a really good job last week, too.

I still think the other girl's going to win, though.

You know, you watch the show, you know more about it than me.

How's that hand job, Peter?

It's good, mommy.

Just watch your shoulder.

I didn't break it.

Come on,

Peter. Come to your mommy.

that young voice for a moment.

Boy, give me that comb.

Mommy likes your comb.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Let me stroke your cock.

I can feel it building in your shaft.

Oh, that's right.

Yeah, give mommy that cum.

Let's go.

Yeah.

Yeah,

Peter.

Oh, yeah, Peter.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, Mom.

Mom, your show's over. Can we watch a second half of the game now?

No, Peter. Say yes to the desk comes on now.

We need to fix the other TV.

Take it to the shop.

Let this be a lesson learned.

Mommy always gets her way.

Hey, Mom.

Hi, Peter. Hi.

We need to have a chat.

Hi, what's up?

So, Dad and I are a little concerned about all the sex you've been having.

We think you're a little bit too promiscuous.

I like having sex. What's wrong with having sex? Your little sister's hearing

it. That's unacceptable.

I'm sorry.

I think you need to be punished, Peter.

Punished? Why?

Because this isn't okay.

But I'm using condoms.

That doesn't make it okay, though.

Yeah. I think you need to be spanked.

Spanked? You haven't spanked me in years.

Come on, people.

Hold on to your pants.

Right here.

Be a good boy.

I'm sorry, Mom.

I won't do it again.

I won't be loud.

Alright. Peter.

No more.

Peter. What?

What is that?

Nothing.

Peter.

What are we going to do about this?

You told me to fucking.

Why do you have a boner after I've just thanked you?

I don't know. Obviously, I like to love.

Do you want me to take care of that boner for you?

What do you mean?

Well, I'll do it like your girlfriends do it.

I'll show you what a real woman's like.

I like having sex so much.

Why not have sex with your mom?

I'll get in trouble. I'll get spanked again.

We'll see how you do.

Okay.

Do you want me to use these condoms, Mom?

Yeah. Bring that cock over here, Peter.

You're really good at that, Mom.

The little lack of good with me here, Mom? No, you're better.

And you have nicer boobs, too.

I want you to lick my cunt.

Did you make your girls moan?

Yes, mommy.

He's really good money.

Okay,

Peter,

I want you to fuck your mom now.

Okay.

Don't leave those condoms around the house for ages. I'm fine.

I won't.

Oh yeah, Peter.

Do you like mummy's pussy?

When you're having sex with those girls, Peter, do you let them have a turn on

top?

No.

Peter, girls like to be on tops sometimes.

I don't like them.

It's all about fairness and what girls like, too.

Why, do you want to talk about me?

Sit down, Peter. Let me sit on you.

I'll show you around.

Okay.

I just thought of something, mommy.

I'm a motherfucker.

You sure are, Peter.

Fuck that mother.

Is

that

my good mommy?

Haven't done this to me in a long time.

I want you to do something for your mom, Peter.

What is it?

I want that.

hot young boy sperm in my mouth.

You want me to come in your mouth for me? Oh yeah, I want that hot cum all in

mouth dripping down my face.

The girls at school, they don't like when I do that.

You got some hot sperm for your mom in there?

Yes.

All for your mommy.

a lot, Mom.

Sure was.

Mommy loves hot young boy sperm.

Thank you, Mommy.

Why don't you bring some of your friends over after school?

You want me to share with Mommy?

Yeah. Okay.

I can ask.

Stop leaving condoms around the house for your baby sister to find.

Okay, I'll stop. I'm sorry about that.

Okay, Peter.

Okay.

That was a nice breakfast.

Young boy, come.