1. Former Playboy Playmates Part 6: Julianne’s Medicine


    Date: 12/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Latina, Male/Female, Threesome, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 94.1, Source: sexstories.com

    medication or not. Finally Greg interrupted her, “Ok! I’ll stop by after I leave the gym.” Gisele sighed, accepting that answer, “Fine. Please let me know how she is or what kind of living condition she’s in.” “Alright, alright, I will,” they ended the call and Greg went inside the gym. Aline was already there, working on sculpting her shapely butt. “Hi Greg, you want to hang out again tonight?” she asked seeing him approach. “Yes, but I need to stop by my mom’s first. I’ll call you when I’m on the way back to my place,” Greg said. “Sounds good,” Aline smiled, glancing to the bulge in Greg’s gym shorts. Greg continued his workout, thinking about the phone call with his sister, “Shit, I’m going to make this quick so I can get back home sooner for some of that juicy pussy of Aline’s.” Cutting his workout time in half, Greg said goodbye to Aline, reminding her he’ll call her a little later. He left the gym, speeding to his mother, Julianne’s, house across town. He wanted to drop in, say hello, and make sure she’s ok then leave – he had his daily dose of pussy waiting for him. Chapter 2 His mother’s house was dark. No answer when he rang the doorbell. Using his spare key, Greg entered the home, looking around. “Mom?” He called out to her, walking to the kitchen. It was a mess. The dishes hadn’t been cleaned; the trash can was nearly over flowing. Greg noticed most of the house was fairly cluttered, as though his mother didn’t care about cleaning. “Mom?” he said a little louder. ...
    Making his way to her bedroom, he saw the door was closed, slowly opening it, he peered in. There she was, asleep, lying on her side facing away from him. It was 8:30 in the evening. He stood there, unsure of how to proceed. Greg didn’t want to wake her up, but wanted to make sure she was alright. “Mom?” He said, inching toward her bed. “Mom?” Greg gently nudged her shoulder, there was no response. “Mom?” he said louder. Julianne stirred, rolling onto her back. Greg nudged her again, “Hey, you ok?” She sniffed, scratched her cheek, made a whimper sound, and rolled over to face Greg. “Mom? You ok?” “Hmmm? Mmhmm,” Julianne answered, half asleep. “Weird,” Greg thought. He shrugged, quietly making his way out of her room. He had some pussy waiting for him. He glanced in his mother’s bathroom for a second, doing a double take, he entered. Flicking the light on, Greg saw several medicine bottles. They appeared to be barely used. Picking them up, he recognized some of the names from depression commercials. He had no idea his mother was taking antidepressants, or used to. He noticed the expiration dates were expired. He thought maybe she stopped taking them. Like the rest of the house, her bathroom was a mess, like it hadn’t been cleaned in weeks – maybe longer. Greg peeped on in her one last time, sighed, and left. He’d call his sister tomorrow to let her know their mother seemed ok. As he was bouncing Aline up and down on his cock later that evening, Greg was quieter than usual. ...