Two Moms, Two Laps, Two Hours

I climbed out of the Jeep, stretching my legs and making sure I was decent. Didn't look too bad. Dad was already carrying two suitcases inside, and I grabbed one of the coolers.

"Leave that in the garage, Jeremy," Mom said, "and I'll take care of the meat later."

Would she ever say anything again without my hearing naughty undertones?

I was walking past the car when I heard Aunt Marie. "Damn it, Colin!" she hissed. "Where are my panties?"

I chuckled and watched Mom hurry over to help her sister out, before Dad returned and the shit hit the fan. Now that she'd won the competition, I guess everything was Ok again. Mom leaned in and I saw my juices were still running down the inside of her thigh.

Best fucking day ever.

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