While Rachel and her father considered their future together, Marge and her son had the present to contend with. Currently, Chris was on his hands and knees on the edge of the bed. His mother was kneeling on the floor behind him and she had her face buried in his ass.
He loved getting his butthole eaten out. It was one of his favourite things. Which was ironic, considering how uncertain he was, the first time Marge had suggested they try it. As previously discussed, she had been a bit of a wild child in her youth, and rimming was something she had gotten a taste for - quite literally - in her sowing-her-wild-oats phase.
Chris, on the other hand, had been a relative innocent. Sure, he was a good looking boy with a killer bod and a big d**k, and he hadn't been a virgin by any means when he
