As I hurried downstairs in my pink fluffy pajamas, I heard a loud thud coming from the living room. My alcohol-infused brain couldn't process what was going on until I saw him- the drifter who broke into our home. His muscular body glistened with sweat as he straddled my helpless mother on the floor. Her pajamas were soaked with her own juices and his semen, leaving little to the imagination. "Stop resisting, momma," he growled, slapping her plump ass cheeks. In desperation, I grabbed a nearby object, aiming it at him like a weapon. But my aim was off, hitting my mother instead. Tears streamed down my face as he laughed maniacally and pushed me onto the ground beside them. Overwhelmed by fear and lust, I watched in horror as he climaxed before me, painting my body with his seed.
