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Yeah, actually, I am. Okay, good. Great. I really need you to take a look at

this.

Oh, Shannon dyed her hair. It looks pretty.

Yeah, pretty if you're trying to look like some bimbo stripper. No, no, keep

scrolling.

Oh, wow, she's at Fleur de Lis. I heard the food's amazing.

Right? It's a pretty fancy place.

How funny is that?

She hates, like, expensive, pretentious restaurants.

And look, she's all dressed up.

Right? Look at that. That's a new dress.

No, no. Keep scrolling.

Keep going.

Right there. Stop.

Look at that necklace.

I didn't buy that for her.

Do you even think those are real diamonds?

Honey, I don't know. What's your point?

That she's a buffalo wings and beer kind of girl. She never gets dressed up.

Let alone has ever dyed her hair, especially some disgusting platinum

color. You know what? People change.

Right. We used to laugh at, like, Michelin star restaurants and the people

talk about, like, summering in the Hamptons and, like, going to weird

shows.

Okay, look, I'm going to be late, so I have a lasagna in the fridge.

You can heat it up, eat it. If you could just, you know, lock up on your way

out, that would be great.

No, no, no, no, no, no. You're not getting it. Can't you see? Look.

Look.

She's dating. She's dating.

Okay, she's probably fucking Mom.

And she's not just fucking anybody.

Okay, she's fucking some, like, trust fund douchebag.

Drives around in, like, a convertible red McLaren. Look at this thing.

Here, watch. Even scroll down.

Look at this watch.

That thing probably costs more than my house.

Okay, you know what?

Why don't you make yourself a nice, strong gin and tonic?

I got the good gin, okay?

Or I have some craft beer for you, if that's more your thing.

She was gone all last week. She won't even talk to me.

She's locked herself up in the spare bedroom.

Like, I don't even know what I'm going to do, huh?

You need to move on, honey.

Look, why don't you stay the night, tonight, and we'll talk when I get back.

Are you wearing heels? Those things hurt your feet.

I'm trying to look nice. Oh, no, no, no, no, no. No, we're not doing this.

Hey, we're not doing this again. I'm not going to rub your sweaty, stinky feet

for hours.

I am late.

I'm going to miss my train.

What am I going to do, Mama?

I know.

I know it hurts.

It does. It really does fucking hurt.

It feels like I've got a lump in my throat that just won't go away.

And it feels like she stabbed me right in the heart. Oh, God. You know what?

This reminds me of when your dad and I split up.

You know, he left your mom for me.

You think that I would have known better.

Oh, sweetie, I hate to see you like this. You're my bear.

How am I going to get her back, Mama?

Chad, look at me.

You divorced.

You need a clean separation.

You should move out of that house, or you should have her move out of the

No.

No, she stays.

We're not divorced yet. We're just separated.

She told you she wants to see other people.

She's seeing someone else. You have to move on.

What? No, no, this isn't real. This is theater.

It's a facade.

It's some vengeful plot to get back at me, to try and hurt me.

So that way I pine after her.

Shannon has never struck me as the vengeful type.

I can't imagine her, you know, coming up with some elaborate scheme.

Oh, yeah?

Well, she's obviously not the Angela that we thought she was.

She's playing sugar baby to some millionaire.

And he's not swooping in and wifing her up.

He's just using her like some cheap whore.

And she's doing it all on social media so that I can see it.

I have an idea.

How about you go on a date?

No! Shannon's my wife.

She's my soulmate.

I can't do that.

You know, you look pretty today.

Thank you.

You were going somewhere.

Yeah, I was. And if I leave now, I can still make that train.

I need you.

I got it.

I know what'll win her back.

She needs to see me go out on a date with someone else. Yes, that's exactly

I've been trying to tell you.

So what you need to do is you need to just dust yourself off and we could get

you on some dating sites. No, no, no. Hell no. That's pathetic.

I'm not picking up some desperate chick while she's hanging out with some

billionaire playboy. I need to up the ante.

I should send her a text.

Say I'm going on a date with a gorgeous girl.

What can I say that sounds good? What can I say that will make her super

jealous? Okay, no, no. I'm sorry, but I am of the opinion that honesty is always

the best course of action.

Yeah.

I should send her something that sounds considerate. Like a loving husband.

My love. No, no, scratch that.

Hey, Shannon.

I'm going on a date with a gorgeous gal.

I'm at her house right now.

And I can leave anytime.

If you're not comfortable with me seeing other people yet, I'm going to keep my

phone on.

So just send me a text.

If that's not okay, then I'll come home.

Sent.

Oh my God, this sounds so good. I would marry me twice.

Oh God. You know, I thought I taught you better.

You did. You did. You taught me to stand up for myself.

And that's exactly what I'm doing.

What did she say? Did she text you back?

Well, I can't believe it.

What?

She obviously doesn't think I'm being serious.

Otherwise she wouldn't say, found good, have a great time.

Yeah, you know, I'm really, I'm going to be late.

No, no, no, you can't leave.

I need you.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I'm staying out of this picture.

What? That is so immature.

Come on.

She's not going to... You know, this is going to backfire. This is going to

backfire. Because she's not going to get jealous of you holding hands with some

old lady, okay?

Oh, baloney.

You got soft, delicate, feminine little hands.

There's not a wrinkle on them, even though you work so hard, Mama.

Oh, thank you. But even so, I don't want to be a part of this scheme.

She's not answering back. Of course not.

What if she notices you? Oh, fuck, that's so embarrassing.

What if she recognizes the sofa?

Or, like, the background?

Fuck.

Man.

Fuck.

Relax, hon.

Just tell her it was a joke. Tell her the truth.

I took her to see my mom, but she's not home.

Have you seen my stepmom by chance?

Didn't you say that you were bringing her to meet me? To my house?

Yeah, yeah.

But maybe she lives next door or something.

You know, it's a good safe.

I don't think I'm overthinking it.

She said, sounds cool.

Have fun.

Have fun?

What, is she making fun of me?

No, no, she's being sincere.

She means that she doesn't mind.

No, it sounds like that she's taunting me, like it's a challenge.

She doesn't think I can nail some hot babe.

Okay, but I thought you were implying that you were in love with this hot

and that's why you were bringing her over to meet me.

Good to... Fuck!

Fuck!

Chad, language.

I'm sorry, Mama. I'm sorry.

It's alright.

Okay.

I know what I need. I need a romantic pic. Like you were saying.

And you look so good in that dress. Can I take a picture of the two of us in it?

You look so good, Mama.

Chad, how many times has she seen me, though?

She's never seen you in that dress.

I don't even recognize you. You look so good.

I won't take a picture of your face at all.

Come on, please, Mama.

Please, Mama.

Okay, cool.

Yes, I'll do this.

Hang on, right here, right here.

Really?

Really, Ted?

Trust me.

Really, Chad.

Let me see the picture.

Hold up. I'm waiting for a response.

I need something else. You know what? I need... Chadwick!

Oh, come on! Mama!

It's not like you're naked or anything.

Chad,

are you... She's still got her red receipts on.

Oh, but... I'm a man, okay?

You know...

My body, it just, you know, does these things.

It's fine.

Honestly, I find it a bit flattering.

You do?

Yeah.

Can you put your hand on my cock for a pic, Mom?

No, absolutely not.

Oh, come on. You said you'd do anything for me. Please, I really need this,

Mama. I'm trying to get Shannon back.

It's not like I'm asking you to do anything nasty.

Please, Mama?

You love me, don't you?

Yes, more than anything.

Then... Okay.

Oh my God. Oh my God. Yeah, right there.

Oh.

You know, I have to say, Shannon is a lucky

lady.

Yeah? Yeah.

In more ways than one.

She said she was turning her phone off.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry.

No, no, no, no. She's lying.

She wouldn't turn her phone off. She's just getting a taste.

What?

Come on, I need you to take your hand and run it through my chest hair.

used to do it to me.

You know what? I'm getting a little tired.

Come on, it's tamer than putting your hand on my cock.

Chad, God.

Come on, just rub your little elegant hands through my chest hair.

Like that.

Feels nice.

Yeah, that looks really good.

Just rub your little elegant hands through my chest hair like that.

You know... It feels really nice.

It does.

You know, it reminds me of your dad.

He had a lot of chest hair, too.

Oh, don't talk about my dad. I was trying to get my dick hard.

You mean harder?

Well, yeah.

Look, she never turned her phone off.

Look, she's getting in all the pics. She's seeing them all.

Oh. Come on, I need another pic with your hand on my cock. No, no, no, no,

no. Absolutely not. Oh, come on, Mama.

If you do this for me, I'll be forever in your debt.

Okay? I love you, Mama.

Okay, I just need this one thing.

I mean, we've already gone this far, right?

What are that?

Lace panties I saw?

Chad!

What? They look really good. They look sexy.

Just relax.

Stop.

Black sheer lace panties.

Can I take a picture of them?

Chad. Come on, they look so sexy.

You think so?

I know so.

Take these off.

Don't show my face.

Okay. All right, this is left for you anyways. You know, you're just going to

lay there.

Let me take the picture.

Okay.

Are you sure?

I know, Cheryl.

Does it look okay? It looks good. It looks so good.

Go ahead, take a look.

There you go.

Bring it aside.

There you go.

Yeah. That looks good.

Looks really good.

Yeah. Yeah?

Oh, Chad.

What are you doing?

Wow.

Looks good.

You got a pretty pussy. You think?

Are you sure this isn't weird, me being your stepmother?

No, no.

I don't think so.

Oh, my goodness.

Let me... Take your panties off. Let me get close to it at least.

What? Are you sure? Yeah, yeah.

Don't show my face.

I won't. I won't look at you.

Okay.

You good?

Mm -hmm. Yeah? Mm -hmm. Does it at least feel good?

It definitely feels good.

you'd like to pull the camera.

just tell you.

next door. I won't go in.

Okay. Is that okay?

Come here. Come to me.

Look at that thing. It's huge.

I could feel how big it was in my hand.

Yeah.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Oh my goodness.

Looks so good, Mama.

It feels so good.

Can I just put a little bit in?

What? Just like this much.

So it looks like it's real.

Okay. Just a little bit. Just a little bit.

Just like an inch.

Just like an inch.

Oh,

my God, Mama.

Oh, you're so tight. Oh, my God.

Yeah? Yeah, it looks so good.

Oh, we should take your tissues off again.

I won't get any pictures of your face. You just sit right there. Promise,

Mom. Promise, promise, promise.

I am your mom.

This would not look good. I know, I know. If this got out.

Might as well, right?

I've already gone this far.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. I forgot to take pictures. I'm so sorry.

I'll take some more. Okay. Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Get one here, too. Yeah.

See? Oh, that looks so good.

Oh, that looks so good.

I can't believe I'm helping you.

Oh, my God.

I can't believe it. I can't believe it.

Oh, fuck.

I just want to enjoy you a little bit. Okay. Let me just have some me time.

Yes, yes, yes.

Are they sweaty?

No, no, no.

I'm your baby boy. You're my baby boy.

With a big cock.

With a huge cock.

Yeah. That big fucking cock.

Yeah.

young and virile, you can just keep going.

It's so wet now.

It's all slippery.

Oh my

goodness.

Mmm.

Yes, use those titties.

Oh, my God. Yeah, just like that. Oh, my God.

This is my good boy.

Oh,

my God.

Oh, my good boy.

Yes. Oh,

my God.

Yeah. Oh, you're so...

Yes. Oh, my

gosh.

That's a good boy.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes. Yes.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Oh, yes.

Yes.

I feel sick.

I used two hands, mommy.

Put two hands on me and jerk.

Shit. Shit.

Mommy, can you be a dirty girl for me?

What did you have in mind, sweetie?

Can you get on top and ride me?

Yeah. Can you bounce on me?

Mm -hmm.

Be my good boy.

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, my goodness. Oh, my goodness.

Listen, my good boy.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, God.

So good.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my goodness.

That's nice.

That's right, sweetie.

Oh, that's my good boy.

He is, of course.

It's hot.

You're my good boy.

So fucking energetic and strong.

Oh, God.

I never thought this would happen.

It is so hot.

Oh my god.

Oh my god, mommy.

Oh my god, it feels so good.

It's so good. It's so tight in the mouth.

Mommy,

one more request.

Can you bend over for me? We still have you bent over.

You want me to bend over? Yeah, I want to fuck you.

Yeah. No one can know. No one can know. This is our secret.

This is our secret.

And it does. And it nicely works.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Come on.

Yeah.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, yes, that's my good boy.

Yeah.

That's my good boy.

Oh, God.

That's so good.

That's so good.

Yeah.

Like fucking your mama's pussy.

I love you, mama.

Yes, I love you too, son.

I'll even point out. Does that feel good, mama? It feels so good.

I do.

You like that big cock, Mama? I love that big cock.

It's so good.

Oh, Mama.

Yes.

You like it rougher?

Oh,

shit.

Thank you.

Oh my God.

Yes,

mama.

What are you doing?

Oh, my goodness. I've never done that before.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

Okay.

Yeah. I'm not going to turn that down.

Mm -hmm. Yes.

Oh, you're such a good boy.

You fuck your mama so good, don't you? A bit for a moment.

Yeah? You want to come on your mama's face?

I want to come on my mama's face. Yeah, you want to come on your mama's face.

Yeah, you can.

Because you've been such a good boy.

You've been such a good boy.

Yes, yes.

You want to come on mama's face.

Oh, my God. Come on, little boy.

Yes. So good.

Yes. Oh, my God.

Did it go... Was that your phone?

Yeah, that was my phone.

She said she wants to talk now.

It worked?

Of course it worked!

I told you!

Oh, wow.

I love you, Mamas.

I love you too, son.