The next moment Jennifer woke up she could see her mother talking with an older guy maybe who was closer to her Mary's age. Jennifer quickly inspected her own body and saw that she hadn't changed as she continued to watch was her mother doing with the older man.
The living room was dimly lit. Only the black and white static from the old TV illuminated the living room. The man and her mother begun to kiss as Sylvia begun to lower the man's jeans. Jennifer was only 25-feet away as she saw her mother kneeling down and starting to suck on the man's cock. Jennifer couldn't look away as the man and her mom begun to make small moans and hums. Sylvia asked here and there if the man was feeling fine and continued pleasuring him by licking his junk. The man commented how better Sylvia was compared to her mother Mary and would pay her double to dip inside her once. Sylvia's head popping got slower as she dragged him by his hand to her own room. The same room what used to Jennifer's have. It seemed to belong to Sylvia now.
The sounds of moans, screams and grunts got louder as her mother and the man made the whole house turn into an audible porn video with max volume. Jennifer was left horrified by the scene as she didn't notice she had soaked the whole bed with her own piss. The image of her mother sucking someone's cock was now burned inside Jennifer's memory and like an intrusive thought it ruminate inside her brain like a sticky tape attaching itself to everything. She should have closed her eyes or look away. She had seen too much. She had seen her mother in a birthday suit but it was only a split second that felt like an hour. The lenghty extended cut made Jennifer's brain to throb and made her heart beat faster. She was confused by the new feeling she had inside her own head. Did she want to see more or was her reaction normal or abnormal. Jennifer wanted to desperately take back the control of her own life once more but at the same time feared that the jumps towards the past would make them more and more screwed and skewered.
She still had time to correct the mistake as they had left the door open. A feeling that maybe, just maybe, she should open the door once more and feel the sense of control in her own life. Jennifer wasn't thinking straight and tried to calm herself down. She would count to ten and let her body decide what she should do. The first thought was the thing she would act on.