Gloria steadied herself against the wall of the shower as she stood back up. Her legs were wobbling like a newborn deer and she might have stumbled a couple times trying to find her footing on the wet floor of the bathtub. Jeff’s thick, gloopy semen dribbled out from between her legs like honey leaking from a beehive.
“Well,” she panted, “We’ve certainly made a mess of things in here, huh?”
“Y-yeah,” Jeff panted a response, “Uh… so about what I… you know…”
“Let’s not worry about it right now,” Gloria shushed, stroking her massively bloated belly, “Right now we’re going to get ourselves cleaned up for real. You wash my back for me and I’ll wash your back, just like when your father and I shower together.”
Jeff nodded and started picking up the shampoos and body washes. He lathered up a loofah and started firmly scrubbing his stepmother’s body with it. Gloria meanwhile took some shampoo and vigorously scrubbed her hair. As the boy scrubbed her back, Gloria lifted one leg and propped it against the wall, facing the shower drain. With a grunt, she forced her womb to contract and push out the massive amount of load that Jeff had pumped into her. This was a feat that probably shouldn’t be possible but because this was a porn universe now it seemed that anything was possible.
“And that should be most of it emptied out,” Gloria asserted, “I don’t think the rest that’s leftover’ll get me pregnant, not when I’m on the pill.” Jeff breathed a sigh of relief. Gloria chuckled. “You didn’t think that I was gonna conceive a baby without your consent, were you? Goodness, I’m still going to punish you for earlier but I’m not cruel!”
Jeff turned around to let Gloria scrub his back, and as he did he noticed something in the corner of the ceiling. It looked like some kind of high definition CCTV camera that was watching their every move.
“Uhh, Gloria,” he pointed at the camera, “When did you install a camera in your bathroom?” The stepmilf looked up at where he was pointing.
“What camera, dear?” Gloria asked.
“The one in the corner of the ceiling there?”
Gloria blinked, “I don’t see any camera there,” she answered, “Honey, are you okay?”
Jeff stared at the camera for a few moments. Could only he see it? Why could only he see it? He couldn’t be the only one seeing it, right?
“Y-yeah, I think I’m okay,” Jeff lied.
“If you’re sure,” Gloria shrugged, a sign that Jeff hoped meant that she was reassured, “I think we’re all clean now. Let’s towel off, get dressed, and get cracking on some errands.”