A Mother’s Drunken Fantasy
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
tpdbeech
Ryan steps towards the door cautiously. His hands sweating with fear. He’s way out past his ‘curfew’. Just as he grips the handle it swings wildly inwards. Leaning in the doorway and loosing her grip is Clara, Ryan’s middle-aged Mother. She’s dressed in a loose fitting bathrobe, her bare breasts somewhat visible... What time do you call this?!” Clara growls, her speech slurred her breath smelling of pure alcohol. ‘She been drinking again’ Ryan thinks as he is pulled harshly inside.
“It’s 10PM! Where have you been?!” Clara is repeatedly slapping Ryan on the arms. He’s desperately holding on to Debbie but he is loosing his grip. Debbie is visible between his slacking fingers. Clara spots this and grips his hand tightly. “What’s in your hand?! Give it to me now!” Clara grasps Debbie from Ryan. She fumbles her drunkly in her hand, trying to get a good view of her. Her blurred vision just about makes out Debbie.
“Is this... A toy of that ‘Jordan’ woman... Debbie? What are you doing with a naked, toy Debbie? You pervert! Get upstairs now! I’ll deal with you tomorrow. This...” she looks at the struggling form of Debbie but doesn’t register her movements, “this toy is coming with me.”
Ryan tried to protest but is immediately slapped around the face. He retreats upstairs. Clara grips Debbie harshly and saunters to the living room...
The room is in disarray, pots and cups litter the floor along with empty alcohol bottles. Clara flops on the sofa, undoing her bathrobe as she gets comfortable. With her bare breasts exposed and pink moist panties showing she looks at the ‘Debbie Doll’.
“What the hell is this? It looks so real! It looks just like that bitch across the street! It’s funny, I always wanted to punish that whore. Always flaunting their wealth, she and her husband have high paying jobs, loving kids. A big house...” she starts to prod the tiny Debbie’s breasts...
“Mmmmm, they feel so soft and real. However he got this Ryan seems to know how to pick his toys.” With a free hand Clara slides off her moist, dirty panties down her legs. She begins to stoke and poke at her unshaven pussy.
Debbie meanwhile is thrashing endlessly and screaming bloody murder. This crazy drunk bitch was about to fulfil her horniest fantasies and Debbie was powerless... “Please! You have to help me! Don’t rape me please! I’m begging you, I just want to go home!” Debbie’s cries once again are ignored as Clara rubs Debbie across her erect nipples. As if being dragged across her rough nipples wasn’t enough, Debbie is suddenly drooled on from above. Her body now slickly glides across Clara’s flat chest.
Clara in a state of bliss absentmindedly lifts her ‘toy’ and positions it over her slick, foul smelling pussy... “oooh yeah! You’ve fucked me over too many times now I get to fuck with you. Little rich bitch!” Clara lightly rubs Debbie across her slit, lightly inserting her head in her folds. Just as she gets ready to fully commit...
Image of Clara: https://www.deviantart.com/papajogick/ar...
“It’s 10PM! Where have you been?!” Clara is repeatedly slapping Ryan on the arms. He’s desperately holding on to Debbie but he is loosing his grip. Debbie is visible between his slacking fingers. Clara spots this and grips his hand tightly. “What’s in your hand?! Give it to me now!” Clara grasps Debbie from Ryan. She fumbles her drunkly in her hand, trying to get a good view of her. Her blurred vision just about makes out Debbie.
“Is this... A toy of that ‘Jordan’ woman... Debbie? What are you doing with a naked, toy Debbie? You pervert! Get upstairs now! I’ll deal with you tomorrow. This...” she looks at the struggling form of Debbie but doesn’t register her movements, “this toy is coming with me.”
Ryan tried to protest but is immediately slapped around the face. He retreats upstairs. Clara grips Debbie harshly and saunters to the living room...
The room is in disarray, pots and cups litter the floor along with empty alcohol bottles. Clara flops on the sofa, undoing her bathrobe as she gets comfortable. With her bare breasts exposed and pink moist panties showing she looks at the ‘Debbie Doll’.
“What the hell is this? It looks so real! It looks just like that bitch across the street! It’s funny, I always wanted to punish that whore. Always flaunting their wealth, she and her husband have high paying jobs, loving kids. A big house...” she starts to prod the tiny Debbie’s breasts...
“Mmmmm, they feel so soft and real. However he got this Ryan seems to know how to pick his toys.” With a free hand Clara slides off her moist, dirty panties down her legs. She begins to stoke and poke at her unshaven pussy.
Debbie meanwhile is thrashing endlessly and screaming bloody murder. This crazy drunk bitch was about to fulfil her horniest fantasies and Debbie was powerless... “Please! You have to help me! Don’t rape me please! I’m begging you, I just want to go home!” Debbie’s cries once again are ignored as Clara rubs Debbie across her erect nipples. As if being dragged across her rough nipples wasn’t enough, Debbie is suddenly drooled on from above. Her body now slickly glides across Clara’s flat chest.
Clara in a state of bliss absentmindedly lifts her ‘toy’ and positions it over her slick, foul smelling pussy... “oooh yeah! You’ve fucked me over too many times now I get to fuck with you. Little rich bitch!” Clara lightly rubs Debbie across her slit, lightly inserting her head in her folds. Just as she gets ready to fully commit...
Image of Clara: https://www.deviantart.com/papajogick/ar...
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