“I’m glad you checked in on me, Mom.”
“Huh, what?” Her light trance broke upon my confession. Abruptly before dinner, I had reason to change my point of view, I was now about to orgasm so powerfully, I imagined I might flood the car with my cum! “Okay. I want to hear your story.”
I stood my ground. “Why did I bother?” She receded into the hall. Your bro has one, and he’s not playing nice.”
“I smell chicanery all over you. “I heard you yelp in pain, Craig. It took three seconds more for my brain to light up with genius. “Mom, sit down.” I indicated my chair. We spent most of our time studying.”
Mom’s face went through multiple expressions before settling on determination. “Nell, he’s not really masturbating, right?”
I so wanted to speed up my jerking hand, but I couldn’t risk slapping any louder. She grinned into the rearview mirror to misdirect Mom from her hands. Despite my sister’s submissive posture, I was being dominated. Ran out of cheer?”
“Nah, I’m just wanking in the back seat. If Big Sis keeps away, her mind wants to see it more and more, until she does the stupid thing and begs you.” Her voice got increasingly childish as she spoke.
