Ongoing Story/Do you decide to make your presence known

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Chapter 17: Mom Becomes Shy

You decide you can't hold it any longer. You need to release yourself somehow, and considering that they both want you, they are the best way to do so. You stand up and push open the door just before Chrissy gives the dildo that last push. Chrissy leans her head down and looks back at you, while your mother just sits there with her hands and Chrissy's breasts.

You turn around, close and lock the door. You walk over and stand directly above Chrissy's head, preventing her from seeing anything other than the large bulge in your pants. "You sound like you could use a little help with that Chrissy." They are both still staring at you dumbstruck. You help lift Chrissy's head so that she can focus on what she was doing, then place both your hands over hers. "Please continue, but watch what happens Chrissy." Jolting her back to attention, she tries to remove her hands, but you keep your grip. "No, no, no. You need to finish what you started. You do want a good shot for that video in there don't you?" You eventually get her to start pushing on the dildo again, your mother still sitting there shocked. As Chrissy pushes the last of the dildo in, she breaks through mom's cervix, and you both her a cry. Looking up, you realize that your mom has come to her senses, and quickly uses her hands to try and cover her breasts, then remembering her pussy, tries to squeeze her legs together. However, both yours and Chrissy hands are in the way, and she only succeeds in pressing all four hands against her pussy, sliding the dildo in such that it can hardly be seen.

"Tom! What are you doing in here? Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Obviously, the shock of seeing you has made her forget that she has a 10" dildo inside her.

Laughing, your reply, "I should ask you the same thing. But I guess it will all come out when I get these videos on my birthday, right?" At this point, you use your hands to spread your mom's legs apart. "Chrissy, don't let her do that again." Chrissy looks at you and nods her head, only too happy to oblige.

You reach up and take your mothers hands, pulling them away to expose her breasts. "Mom, why would you want to hide such a beautiful body from others?" This pushes her over the edge. "Because I am your mother Tom." She tries to cover herself again, but your firm grip, along with Chrissy's help, prevents her from doing so. "Mom, I heard you earlier. If you wanted me so bad, you should have asked. Don't be so shy now that I am here."

What do you do now?

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