My son brought home groceries today. He's such a good boy. I watched Ashley help him put everything away, her hands lingering on his when he passed her the milk. She was wearing that little skirt he likes, the one that barely covers her ass. Later I found them in the kitchen—her on her knees, his cock in her mouth while he leaned against the refrigerator. She looked up at me with those dead eyes while she sucked him, like she was claiming territory. I just stood there watching, my pussy getting wet, until he came in her mouth and she swallowed every drop without breaking eye contact with me. This house is a special kind of hell.