Chapter 3950 The Descent Fetish:>>Ep77
- Cam was absolutely tanked. His equilibrium was way off kilter, his motor functions were slowed and sloppy, and his mind was fuzzed by the copious amount of alcohol he had imbibed that evening. All that being true, however, had not prevented him from following his ex-lacrosse teammates down the hall. They hadn't noticed him as he'd been skulking back and they were too captivated by the prospect of fucking his mother, but even if they had it wouldn't have mattered to Cam.
- In his current state, he likely wouldn't have been able to do much ass-kicking, but he wasn't averse to trying anyways. Instead, however, they had entered the guest room at the end of the hall and closed the door without so much as looking back. Cam lingered in the hallway awkwardly for a few minutes until he heard the unmistakable sounds of intercourse through the door even from a few feet away. He walked gingerly toward the door and pressed his ear against it, feeling a strange mix of emotions bubble up within him as he listened.
- He could hear his mother gagging and moaning and two male voices uttering sexually aggressive messages against the backdrop of slapping flesh. He pictured the scene as a spit roast, with his mother servicing two cocks from two different holes simultaneously. The image in his head was vile, especially so because it was his mother, but the physical reaction that Cam felt did not quite echo that notion. Instead, his cock surged and began to harden beneath his light khaki shorts for some inexplicable reason.