Turns out she was seeing someone behind my back and lied right to my face. All I could think about was how much of a bitch she was and how I had lost ...so much confidence in relationships after her.I hear a knock on the door. Getting off the couch to answer the door seems like running a marathon at this point and working up the enthusiasm to answer another 'no' to a charity group seemed like it wasn't worth my time. I get to the door and hear sobbing before I even open it. Opening the door I see. ’ I stopped hanging around their house. Mama still brought home ‘Uncles’ even though I told her that I knew that they were not my uncles and that I new she was fucking them. Travis was gone, Phil came back for about a month. I was so happy that month, I really liked Phil and he treated me like I think a father would treat a daughter. But he left, because Mama started to drink and wouldn’t stop. She still worked at the grocery store during the day, but spent most of the evenings at the bar. That. Then I remembered that, technically, I'd already found out. But I couldn't have said what it was like. I had only the dimmest memory of that night. Still, I forced myself not to get too distracted. Refused to stare at her beautiful, glistening lips. Tried not to notice her prominent clitoris was already peaking out from under its hood. "How did you set all this up?" I asked. She laughed, crossing one thin but ever so nicely shaped leg over the other. "You finally put that together? But you. Put it in slowly." Sharon advised the boy.Jack heard the words but his anxious cock plunged into his mother's tight orifice as if it had a mind of it's own."Owww!" Sharon groaned. "Go easy Jack. It hurts."Jack and his erection didn't care what Sharon said. It felt good to plunder her tight hole with long powerful thrusts of his stiff cock. Sharon couldn't tell where the pain stopped and the pleasure began. "Owww! That's it baby. Fuck Mommy's ass good. Fuck me. Fuck me!"Jack did just that! He.