All people in this story are 100% fictional, they are all over 18. I won't be giving full descriptions of them because I think it's up to the reader to fill in the blank with what kind of person they would like to see in this kind of story. Hope you enjoy, please be critical.
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"So, how was your guys' day?" My mother asks as she stands from the crouch she had been in while she cleaned the puddle of cum and piss my dad and I had left on the floor. My dad drops my hand and we both take a step away from each other.
"De-Deborah, you're home early," my dad stammers, stepping forward.
"Too bad I wasn't home early, I could have witnessed my husband cheating on me with our son, but instead I just get to clean up after the two of you, like always."
We both hung our heads in shame, not knowing what else to do. She walked over to me, the woman who gave birth to me, and took a firm grasp of my penis beneath the towel that was covering it. "I know a few ways you guys can make it up to me," She said smiling, the stern look leaving her face entirely.