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There Ain't No Option-B, Motherfucker!!! (Com

Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: Mature, Sex Humor, Voyeur, Author: dantheman1980, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

and lets out a grunt. 'Baz, I'm sorry, what else can I say? Did you have a good night, though?' 'It was fucking lovely, unlike coming back home to find you boffing my mother,' he ranted. 'Wonderful. And the girl?' 'Shut up, dickhead.' yeah okay, so I shut up as per request and I deserve the dickhead part, since that's the brain I was clearly thinking with. Only then does it start taking a turn for the weird and I'm not sure I know if I can stand my ground or just do as I'm told to prevent any further fighting. 'So, you're not just any motherfucker. you're fucking my mother. I should be grateful since she can't seem to get any around here. Bunch of old fucking farmers with sheep fetishes. It's nice that she's found somebody up to the challenge and who has a bright future ahead of them just waiting to be ruined by HER FUCKING SON!!!' 'Jesus, I said I was sorry. What can I do?' 'So I suppose you're my dad now, hey motherfucker?' Barry asks. Ummmm.... What? 'Eh?' 'You're into my mum, you're fucking her in her own house, in her own bed, while her son's walking around. Are you my dad now, motherfucker' 'No!' This is getting absurd. Who put 50p in the dickhead? He can't stop and I'm not sure he can hear himself anymore. I totally get that he'd insanely and probably even murderously angry at me considering the circumstances but I don't see where this is going. 'So she's not good enough for you? She's just a cheap fuck? Didn't you at least take her on a date?' 'Barry, that's enough. ... You don't dare tell me what do do with my life or my body,' Teresa yells from a distance. 'You'll show my mother the respect she deserves if you can't for your mates, do you understand?' 'What, Baz, I- 'DO YOU UNDERSTAND?' 'Yes, yes, just stop fucking narking on me for fuck's sake. Get out and give me some fucking space!' I yell and oddly Barry takes a step back and changes his attitude immediately.... 'Okay?' I ask. 'Okay dad, sorry,' he says and leaves the room. He goes to his own, closes the door and all is quiet. Only then does the distress really hit me and I see Teresa peering around the corner from the doorway and her hand is over her mouth. 'What just happened?' she whispers. 'I... I think I just lost my mind and this is some sort of episode and none of it's real,' I muster, picking my clothes up off the floor and getting dressed in a hurry. 'I'm so sorry, this is an absolute nightmare!' 'No, that's perfectly and terrifyingly alright,' I reply, feeling light headed and jacked full of anxiety. 'After all, hey, we seem to be married all of a sudden. That happened fast...' Then Barry comes back out of his room and demands pocket money. It's embarrassing. Even compared to being caught with my cock buried in his mother. He makes a scene, saying that I never give him anything and it's like watching a c***d having a temper tantrum. 'I can't fuck a girl without taking her out on a date,' he screams. 'Fucking grow up you tit, I get the message,' I yell and he storms out of the ...