You're satisfied
From Torg Adventure
Your cock makes a squelching noise as you withdraw, and you look down to see milky white cum dribbling out of her snatch.
You're still in a haze as you pull yourself up and look down again on your handiwork.
""Oh shit...I fucked my own mom... "" you whisper nervously.
Perhaps she heard, because she begins to stir in her sleep, and you notice her rubbing her thighs together. The way she's crossing her legs now, the cum that had been leaking down is now getting spread all over her skin.
You have to stop yourself from panicking, as you realize there's no way she couldn't notice somebody creamed her. As soon as she wakes up, somebody's gonna get it. But you really can't think of a way to clean her up, especially now she's starting to come round.
She gives a tired yawn, and stretches her arms without opening her eyes. This movement almost gives you a heart attack, and you decide you REALLY don't want to be in the same room as her when she wakes up.
You're pretty sure she hasn't noticed you, as you silently dress, open the store room door, and sneak out.
Stealthily closing the door behind you, you glance around the shelter's main room. To your relief, everything looks the same as before. Your father is still struggling with some equipment, and your sisters are still semi-comatose on their bunks.
A dark part of your mind wonders whether you might have the same opportunity with your sisters as you just had with your mother, if this temperature continues. You shake your head, and try to erase those thoughts. One incestous experience a day.
As you lie on your own bunk, wearing only your boxers, you realise your mothers scent is still on you. A wave of guilt washes over you, as you glance at your father working a few feet away.
You try to convince yourself that, no, you're really not a bad guy. And, yes, it was probably just the heat that made you a little crazy. Could have happened to anyone.
These thoughts rapidly disappeared when the store room door opened again, and your mother came out.
She's angry, doesn't know, thinks it was dad?
