Chapter 112

Poppy

Why was Mom walking in the guest room?

Riley and I were huddled in the closet, peeking out through the tiny gap in the walk-in closet door.

I held my breath, heart pounding, pressed against Riley in the dark. Her tits were pressed against my back, her breath warming my skin.

We could hear Mom moving around, probably looking for something. Her footsteps came closer to the closet.

My thighs were still slippery, the smell of sex was still clinging to both of us. If she opened the closet door, she would definitely find us. Good luck explaining why we were butt naked, with my asshole gaping...