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Why’s Everybody Always Ganging Up On Mom
Episode 2

Why’s Everybody Always Ganging Up On Mom Series

by Luca Satana

Copyright 2018 Luca Satana

Legion Of Filth Erotic Stories

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Contents

Contents

Why’s Everybody Always Ganging Up On Mom: Intro

Why’s Everybody Always Ganging Up On Mom: Episode 2
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Why’s Everybody Always Ganging Up On Mom
Intro

Why’s everybody always ganging up on Mom? That question has filled my mind my whole life. First, when I was still living with my mom and dad. Then, when I was 12, and us kids were forced to go live with our grandma. Then, again, when we were steadily permitted, one by one, to move back in with my mom and dad, with me being the last. I was 18, now, and I was bound and determined, more than ever, to find out. After all, I loved my mom. Probably more than anybody in the world. And I just knew she didn’t deserve always being ganged up on. And I didn’t care what I had to do to prove it.

Why’s Everybody Always Ganging Up On Mom
Episode 2

“Strom, I’m so going to miss you,” my grandma said, eyeing me with welled-up eyes, while we sat in her Dodge, which was parked across the street from my childhood home.

I couldn’t help it, just past her, was where I wanted to be, where I was dying to be, for the last 6 years. So many memories. The house. The neighborhood. My mom. My dad.

Strom?” she said more emphatically, desperate to steal away some of my attention.

“I know,” I said, frowning, trying to empathize the best I could, especially after all she had done for me, especially that day, in particular, and in particular, for my cock, which was showing a hundred times more emotion about the parting of ways, swelling up and welling up in my jeans.

My grandma noticed this right away, and perhaps feeling like this might be her last chance, she reached up behind her neck and undid the clasp of her long mostly see-through flowery black lace gown, releasing an unseen clasp and, in turn, releasing her surprisingly plump, surprisingly perky, almost perfect breasts and beaming dark nipples. I would have liked to say that seeing my grandma’s big bare breasts just inches away quelled my swelling and welling cock, but the effect was quite the opposite, which my grandma also noticed, as she suddenly dove headfirst down to my big bulge, quickly freeing it up and causing my big wet cock to spring free and sprinkle her face with a ton of pre-cum, giving her the giggles, before she got serious and immediately pushed her soft lips down my semi-hard cock, making me shiver, and my cock stretch down her throat, and almost immediately making me come, which she noticed as well, and inexplicably just as suddenly as she pushed down my cock, pushed back off my cock, gripping my big thick cock at the base, as she glared into my eyes.

“Strom, say you’ll forget about this place, your mom, your dad, your brothers and your sister, and just come back home with me,” my grandma said, drilling me with her fiery black, spinning eyes.


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