Mirage || Zarry

Chapter 24

'F*ck yourself harry'

"How?" I whisper

'Haha grab the bottle from down stairs, the wine bottle'

"That's mommys I can lo-"

'SHUT UP AND DO IT'

"fine!" I slam my fist in my bed. I get up and jiggle the door open. it creaks a bit and I tip toe down stairs. the wine bottle is on the kitchen table, I walk over to it and run my fingers over the slim glass. I hear footsteps and hid under the table, the cloth helping cover up my presents.i hear laughing and listen closely

"But what if harry comes down Anne?" she giggles

"He won't! he's a dumb ass, he's probably texting or doing homework" there's smacking happening then a moan

"He's not a dumb ass, he's very smart"

"Whatever,now fuck me hard into this table"

"Fine fine okay" I hear and then look down at the floor to see a pink shirt laying lonely

"Oh yes please" I hear my mother moan as my father pounds into her tight embrace , the table shaking a bit and creaking.

"Shit yes your so tight Anne "

'Take your pants off harry' I look down at my bulge

"I can't that's naughty" zayn would help me take care of it

'Do it now!' I slide my pants and boxers off at once and see my wee wee spring to my tummy

"Oh yes faster please your so big ugh just like that fuck mama" I hear and the table moves more

'Grab the bottle Haz' I grab the bottle and set it beside me

'Now slide it in you harry, slide it nice and slow in your tight ass, go on Haz, it will feel so good'

"Lo-"

'DO IT' I whimper in tone with my mom

I slide the bottle inside of my slowly, moaning a bit and freezing when the table stops

"Ride me baby" then the moving continues, I breath and start moving the bottle. every moan that came out of my mothers mouth I was in tone with. every whimper she made I copied. the table moves faster so did my hand and when my father cumed I followed right after with a small zayn.

'Like father, like son... you disgusting slut'

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I don't even know to be so honest

Ik it's short but hey idk...

Bye beautiful cupcakes :)