At the bunker

From Torg Adventure

You get back to your neighborhood while it's still dark. You park in your garage, so no one can find you, hopefully. You wake up your mother, who slept the whole way home. She blinks up at you and then smiles. She pulls you down to kiss. You stroke her nude body.

"We're home," you tell her.

After breaking the kiss and picking up the shreds of her club dress, you both get out of the car and walk into the house.

"Come up here," your mother says, pulling you upstairs. She pulls you into the master bedroom and closes the door, pressing you against the wall and holding you close.

"Let's take time in here before we face the rest of the family. I want to take my time with you, and not have any tree roots up my back," she says before she leans up and kisses you.

You make out for a few minutes, holding and rubbing each others back. You break the kiss and she strips your clothes off. You lift your mother up in your arms. She giggles as you carry her to the king-sized bed. You drop her onto the mattress, and she squeals delightedly. You watch her tits jiggle as she bounces.

Gazing down at her with a deep lust in your loins, she looks back with a sultry stare and a smirk on her lips. She squeezes her big boobs, rolling the nipples, as she moans out, "Come make love to me, {firstname}. Let our love make the first new baby of the world."

What now?

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