The embarassed face of your Mother disappaered into a smirk as she held up your diary. Your eyes grew wide at the sight and your face got even more red than before!
“M-mom!!! H-how did you” she shushes you and beckons you over
“Now now sweetie. I’ve always wanted to know what you’ve been writing in your little diary, so I figured I’d have myself a quick peek while you slept!” She smiled and winked at you as you stood there, stun locked
“I had no idea I was raising such a little poet! And the things you say about me! Well, I’ve never been more wooed by words in my life baby boy!” Her voice was so chipper and casual “Mommy is soooo pretty! Her hair flows off her head like a golden satin crown. Her legs emit nothing but power womanly power. I wish she would treat me like cinderella and make me serve her like the queen she is!”
“MOM!”
“Now now dont raise your voice at me! Come here, or should I tell your sisters about what you’ve written about them?”
“M-mom please, I was so young when I wrote those I-“
“Like 12 hours younger?” She smiled and moved the cover away, showing off her statuesque legs and soaking wet pussy. “What’s it gonna be then? Hmmm?”
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