From Create Your Own Story
Watto, pleased with this picture of utter degradation, blows his own load quietly, splatting cum onto his fat potbelly. He chuckles as he wipes himself off. "I can't believe I haven't thought of this before. You do good work, slave." You look once more, satisfied, at Shimi's prone glistening body. "You may go home now. See you tomorrow."
Your mom picks herself off the floor, arms weak. Her face is blank and emotionless, like a marionette with its strings cut. She pulls up the sleeves of her skirt back up, wipes the sweat and saliva off her face, and hobbles weakly out the door. She limps from the ass-pounding, and you can see a thin line of cum running down her leg from out of her raw and destroyed asshole. You call out to her once but she keeps walking like she doesn't even hear you. Soon she's gone, leaving you alone and naked in the shop, covered with your mother's sweat and your own semen...
TPM: That night...
