Cause and Effect/Keep going

From Torg Adventure

"Oh, its probably the mail carrier. Don't stop! Just keep going!" my mother implored, her voice sultry and full of need. She pulled my head to her and kissed me deeply, her tongue delving and dancing sinuously. I was no longer close to exploding after the interruption, so I just resumed pounding into her. Her pussy was a steamy jungle.

It only took a dozen strokes before Mom was screaming her orgasm to the ceiling and my cock was spurting cum deep into her womb. I grunted and growled as I pummeled her sex while I came.

“Oh, my fucking God! Gimme your cock! Gimme your cum!” Mom shouted as her body jerked and quivered.

We turned when we heard a gasp. Aunt Carol was standing in the entrance to the living room, her pregnant belly distending her otherwise lovely figure. She had a key in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.

What now?

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