Helen could not believe her eyes. Her son's cock was larger than Bob's, it made her crave it. She knew those feelings were wrong, but she didn't care.
"Mom?" Dash asked to see if his Mom was still alive.
"Wha… what?" Helen finally replied.
"Aren't you mad?" Violet asked, bracing for the rage that could fly out at any minute.
"No sweetie, I'm not mad. Well, you three should wash up. Dad will be home any minute." Later that night, all Helen could think about was Dash, Violet and Voyd. The next day, Bob was out again. Helen realized she had a chance.
Helen called Voyd back for some yoga.
"Are you sure?" Voyd asked Helen after what happened the last time.
"Completely! Trust me, I found a way to keep Dash busy." Voyd came by an hour later, wearing a ripped pair of leggings, and a Elastigirl sweatshirt.
"Hey Helen."
"Hey Karen. Nice outfit." Helen said as she grabbed Voyd's ass.
"Oof!"
"Sorry, but your ass in those tights really makes me wet!"
"No worries, you get me wet too!" Karen and Helen started maked out on the kitchen counter.
"Oh yeah! Voyd, lick me!" Voyd did as Helen commanded.
"Mmmmmhhhh! Your pussy tastes so good!" Helen saw Violet coming down the stairs out of the corner of her eye.
"Mom! Where are the double A batteries, my Xbox Controller died?!" She saw Voyd licking her mom's wet, juicy pussy. Violet walked over, and stuck her face in between Voyd's tan cheeks.
"Ahh!" Voyd yelled.
"Sorry! I was just craving your ass." Violet replied.
"It's ok. Keep going!" Voyd and Helen both moaned in delight as they both realized what was happening.
"Ohhhh! Violet!" Helen yelled as Violet finger her pussy.
"Mom, can we bring Dash in?"
"No!" Violet continued fingering.
"Ahhhh!" Voyd yelled as she was fingering herself in the bathroom. "Cameras!"