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I put my ear to the door lactating and it sounded like she was choking followed by a distinct throat clearing and an intentional spit. Fearing she may be ill I tapped on the door and spoke “mom are you okay?” Mom didn’t hesitate to reply “I’m fine baby… It took me a couple hours, but I finally got it.” I was confused as to what she was talking about and said, “what do you mean?” I heard her say from inside the room “I’ll have to text it to you if you really want to know.” I knew that it had to have been inappropriate for her to respond that way. Perhaps she had a interracial partner in there and I was interrupting. I certainly didn’t want to mess that up. I responded “Umm…okay… just checking on you” as I walked to the living room of the house. After a couple minutes my phone dinged with a message from mom. I opened the message to another mind-blowing photograph. It was a picture of my mom’s face. Her face was in distress, the little make up she had worn was smeared down her face. Moms face was red, and her eyes were bloodshot. Smashed to her lips were the balls of Arlene’s dildo from last night. I had forgotten that she told me it was missing. The shaft of the dong was in my mom’s mouth all the way. The caption of the photo read “It took some serious effort, but I can DEEPTHROAT.” My heart was racing and pumping blood straight to my cock. It grabbed it through my shorts and massaged it gently while staring at my mother forcing herself onto a dildo that was plunged in some slut’s pussy the night before. I couldn’t respond, I couldn’t text her back. I just had to stare for minutes until I got another message from her. “My throat is a bit sore, but I can do it.” I knew I had to respond to her and I was full of lust. I blocked out my inappropriate thoughts and tried to indian say something casual. That completely failed when I sent “All you need now is a thick load of cum as a reward for your efforts.” I knew I shouldn’t have said that, but I was lusting. I wanted to encourage her. I wanted to help turn my mom into a slut. I was actively encouraging it and I knew it. My phone dinged, hoping my mother wanted to play along. Mom’s message read “Could you jack off right now if you wanted to?” Almost laughably I answered “Of course, I can always do that, why?” I was hoping she had a deviant plan in mind by asking this. I got a message from her that said, “Would you do me a weird favor real fast and not think too much about it?” I liked the way this was going. I didn’t want to ruin the new, fresh, and bizarre relationship I had developed with my mom. I wanted to keep playing this game and have a little fun with it in the process. “Sure, need another full condom? I don’t have any” I said expecting this to be the direction she was implying. I heard her bedroom door open down the hall, then a moment later shut. I didn’t see her come into the main room, so I wondered if she was going to come out here but then changing her mind. I got a message from mom that read “Don’t think about it, just go jack off on the toy on my door. Knock when you’re finished.” What? She wanted me to just go to her door and jack off on the toy? I had to see this. I stood up and walked down the hallway and was comically surprised that Arlene’s dildo was suctioned to the door of my mom’s room facing into the hallway. Still the enemy fought interracial fanatically despite the fact any hope of defending the citadel was gone. Just before we left Jon told me that because of the way I was sat,my jacket was bunched up a bit and that he had been looking at my right breast for most of the evening. The image had the same effect on all three participants as Jerry's cock began to grow as well. In fact, that was exactly what she was trying to make happen. - "If this is what you feel... They often boasted lactating about their exploits with girls, and Flynn even took part in such indian boasts though he never actually did any of what he said. Soon, I was humping her as fast as I could, staring down at her massive tits bouncing about beneath me, and my cock began throbbing. My father said do I mind if we show up a the beach near you, we can do our thing and that might make them more excited. His fingers toyed with the string that held her pants on her hips, sliding over them. I won't ever skip class again. "I was just-"