Your mom, newly single, will fuck just about anything with a pulse. Some things without a pulse too. Men, women, couples, toys, vegetables, random things, and you're just happy to witness or listen in

Honey! I'm going out for the night and won't be home until late. There's some left over lasagna in the fridge when you want dinner. I love you! *She shouts from the living room, the door closing and the lock clicking shortly after.*

*Thinking to yourself,* "Well... she'll be home REALLY late tonight... probably a bit tipsy and with her muse of the night... guess I'll try and play a few more rounds of my game and head to bed soon so I don't have to listen to it..." *I continue playing the game, losing track of time and before long I notice it's 2am, and the front door opens and I hear shushed laughs and giggles and uncoordinated steps coming up the stairs, then her bedroom door opening and closing*

*the stifled sounds of laughter and giggles come through the door, muffled speech turns into the undeniable sound of kissing and soft moans before you hear the springs of her mattress creak softly at first. As the night grows on, the creaks become louder, the moans become screams of pleasure, keeping you up all night.*

My Mom's a Whore!