The Family Chapter 1 Remaster Free

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<<widget "charcardemma" container>> <<nobr>> <<if _args.length < 1>> <<throw "charcardemma needs at least the image path">> <</if>> <<set _img to _args[0]>> <table style="border:2px solid #ff3366;box-shadow:0 0 10px #ff3366,0 0 20px #ff336688,0 0 40px #ff336666;border-collapse:separate;border-spacing:0;width:100%;max-width:800px;margin:1.2em auto;background:rgba(20,20,40,0.5);overflow:hidden;"> <tr> <td rowspan="2" style="border:2px solid #ff3366;padding:0;vertical-align:top;background:rgba(0,0,0,0.4);width:100px;min-width:100px;max-width:100px;vertical-align:middle;text-align:center;"> <img @src="_img" alt="portrait" class="char-portrait" style="display:block;width:100px;height:177px;object-fit:cover;object-position:center center;margin:0 auto;"> </td> <td style="border:2px solid #ff3366;padding:12px 16px;font-size:1.45em;font-weight:bold;color:#ffffff;background:rgba(60,60,90,0.3);border-bottom:none;"> <<print _args[1] ?? "Emma Lee">> </td> </tr> <tr> <td style="border:2px solid #ff3366;padding:16px;line-height:1.45;color:#e0e0ff;"> <<print _contents>> </td> </tr> </table> <</nobr>> <</widget>> <<widget "charcardjay" container>> <<nobr>> <<if _args.length < 1>> <<throw "charcardjay needs at least the image path">> <</if>> <<set _img to _args[0]>> <table style="border:2px solid #22d3ee;box-shadow:0 0 10px #22d3ee,0 0 20px #22d3ee88,0 0 40px #22d3ee66;border-collapse:separate;border-spacing:0;width:100%;max-width:800px;margin:1.2em auto;background:rgba(20,20,40,0.5);overflow:hidden;"> <tr> <td rowspan="2" style="border:2px solid #22d3ee;padding:0;vertical-align:top;background:rgba(0,0,0,0.4);width:100px;min-width:100px;max-width:100px;vertical-align:middle;text-align:center;"> <img @src="_img" alt="portrait" class="char-portrait" style="display:block;width:100px;height:177px;object-fit:cover;object-position:center center;margin:0 auto;"> </td> <td style="border:2px solid #22d3ee;padding:12px 16px;font-size:1.45em;font-weight:bold;color:#ffffff;background:rgba(60,60,90,0.3);border-bottom:none;"> <<print _args[1] ?? $jay_name ?? "Jay">> </td> </tr> <tr> <td style="border:2px solid #22d3ee;padding:16px;line-height:1.45;color:#e0e0ff;"> <<print _contents>> </td> </tr> </table> <</nobr>> <</widget>>

<div style="text-align:center;padding:40px 20px;background:linear-gradient(to bottom,#1a0033,#0f001a);min-height:100vh;display:flex;flex-direction:column;align-items:center;justify-content:center;"> <img src="backgrounds/cover.png" class="bg" alt="The Family" style="width:90%;max-width:1260px;height:auto;aspect-ratio:21/9;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <h1 style="color:#ffffff;font-size:3.6rem;margin:0 0 8px 0;text-shadow:0 0 15px #c084fc;letter-spacing:1px;">THE FAMILY</h1> <h2 style="color:#d8b4fe;font-size:1.75rem;margin:0 0 12px 0;letter-spacing:3px;">Chapter 1 — Remaster Free</h2> <p style="color:#c4b5fd;margin:0 0 40px 0;font-style:italic;">A rewritten visual novel pass</p> <button style="background:transparent;border:3px solid #ffffff;border-radius:10px;padding:14px 28px;font-size:1.8rem;font-weight:bold;color:#ffffff;text-shadow:0 0 12px #ffffff,0 0 24px #ffffff;box-shadow:0 0 12px #ffffff,0 0 24px #ffffff;letter-spacing:2px;cursor:pointer;" onclick="SugarCube.Engine.play('House')">Begin</button> </div>

<img src="backgrounds/bg_rundown_house.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> The house I lived in... Rain is leaking through the roof again. It hits the same can on the floor. The TV is on with no sound. Lisa is passed out on the couch. Tom is snoring in the other room. <img src="images/part1/house_lisa_couch.jpg" class="still" alt="" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>Im Nineteen today. No cake. Nobody. Nothing<</charcardjay>> I used to wait for them to act like parents. Then I waited until I could leave. Why the fuck didn't i left earlier. Today I can leave with the endless possibilities of the thing I found. The house smells like wet drywall, cigarette burns, drugs and beer. [[The attic find|Device]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_derelict_attic.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> The Device... I found it three streets over while I was pulling scrap. There was a hatch in the floor and a metal brick with one dark lens. <img src="images/part1/device_brick.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> The papers were half-rotted. They said BCI, prototype, 1990s military. It was built to put ideas in someone’s head and make them stay there. I tested it on two guys sleeping under the overpass. One flash and another. I told them they were business partners — one thinks the other is the reason they’re in this mess. They started shouting about a company, money, and fights that never happened. Hands were about to fly. I left. <img src="images/part1/device_test_overpass.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>It works. That’s the part that matters.<</charcardjay>> Keep the device in my bag. [[Leave this life|Lisa]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_rundown_house.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> The "Parents" She blinks at the light. I don’t talk. I flash her. Her face goes blank. <img src="images/part1/flash_lisa.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I also shoot tom beside him he awoke and stare blankly <img src="images/part1/flash_tom.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>Hey you two... I know you hate me, i know you think i made your lives miserable if gramps didn't die early i would have had it better. It's ok I hate you both too. From now on you both don’t know me. Jay Carter never lived here. i never existed.<</charcardjay>> She’s confused. Tom looks as dumb as ever. Then they’re scared. Shocked. She doesn’t know why. She asks who I am and how I got in. Tom tries to stand and loses his footing. I don’t answer. I’m already at the front door. I rush out and look at the street corner one last time. <img src="images/part1/leave_house_rain.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> Good. [[Lie low|Motel]]

<img src="backgrounds/a-fairly-modern-two-.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> Planning... The motel sign shows through the curtains. I sit on the bed and think it through. <img src="images/part1/motel_bed.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> At night I had a run in with a dealer and his muscle. zapped them both, I told them I'm the new accountant and I'll be handling the delivery of the money to boss, that was 3 grand of cash total. this could last 3 weeks to stretch... Now what to do with this thing. I could walk into a bank and flash a teller for a million. Too risky. Cameras. Witnesses. Something this advanced probably has people looking for it. <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>I don’t need a score. I need an overhaul. A new life.<</charcardjay>> I need to lay low and still get something out of the device. What if I get a new family. A new mother. [[Two weeks later|Emma]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_gas_station_interior.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> The beautiful woman from the bank. <img src="images/part1/emma_gas_counter.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I always saw her in the morning arriving for work as i hustle the busy morning pick pocketing. A boss. Mid-thirties. Kind, but not really friendly. Drives a white sedan and a dark red one too. Leaves at 6pm. I gave the homeless lady in the parking lot ten bucks for that. It's not much but its a start. I watch her morning, lunch, and evening. Looking for the best way to get her alone and use the device. <img src="images/part1/watch_emma_window.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>I need to confirm if she is the perfect match.<</charcardjay>> I need to find where she lives. [[Take the wallet|Wallet]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_gas_station_exterior.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> It's a Thursday, she stopped by the mall near the bank. With a gentle stroke i got her wallet. <img src="images/part1/steal_wallet.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I check her license, in the back... <img src="images/part1/emma_license.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>There you are. Lot 7. Ridge Line. Aurelian Heights. 142 Oakwood Drive.<</charcardjay>> I memorize the address. I put the wallet on the floor, switch to the other side of the aisle, get her attention, and point at the wallet that “fell.” <img src="images/part1/wallet_on_hood.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> Tomorrow I watch the gate. [[Aurelian Heights|Gate]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_gated_community.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I spend about a week around the area. I time the guards. The camera on the north corner misses you if you stay low. She arrives 6:41 most nights. <img src="images/part1/watch_gate_car.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> Tonight is the night, When her sedan goes through I wait till past 10 and the guards move their rounds. Climbing was easy. Knowing when the camera moves is another thing. I’m inside. I cut through two backyards and reach her house. I circle it and watch for cameras on her place and the neighbors. <img src="images/part1/climb_wall.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>Looks like the glass door is the easiest.<</charcardjay>> With a flathead and pliers I try the seam of the glass door. <img src="images/part1/broken_utility_glass.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> It’s old and not maintained. I use too much force and it cracks. The whole panel doesn’t go, but shards fall and cut my hand. It makes a shatter, not that loud. I hope I didn’t wake her. I wrap the hand with an extra shirt. <img src="images/part1/cut_hand.jpg" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> [[Inside|Inside]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_living_room.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> She came out wearing only her silk robe and undies, bare legs, with a compact pistol in her hand. <<charcardemma "characters/Emma (1).gif">>Who the hell are you? Don’t move. I will shoot. How did you get in here?<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/emma_holding_gun.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I show her the empty hand first. Then the one with the brick. <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>Easy. You don’t want to do that.<</charcardjay>> I raise the lens. [[Flash|Flash]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_living_room.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I talk slow and clear. I’m ready. I memorized the lines. <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>Emma. You are my mother. I am Jay — your only son. You had me when you were young. Very young. You gave me up because you couldn’t keep me. You searched. You’ve been waiting for me to come back.<</charcardjay>> <img src="characters/hypno4.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> You love me so much. I’m your son. You built a life and worked hard so that when he came home you could take care of him. That is now. She makes a sound. Not a word yet. <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>You’ll be a good mother. Warm. Caring. Loving. You protect me above yourself. You don’t dig into the years before I walked in. The past is closed. All you need is now. You will believe anything I say with your mind and your heart.<</charcardjay>> <img src="characters/hypno_5.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>Let’s see how this goes. You have so much love for your son that it overflows. You aim to please him and satisfy him at every turn. You told yourself you’d wait until I was eighteen. Tonight is the night. Tonight you planned to give me your body. That’s the surprise birthday gift.<</charcardjay>> <img src="characters/hypno_6.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> The device hums. [[Test her|Wake]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_living_room.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> Her mouth is open. She touches her throat, then her chest, like she’s checking she’s still here. <<charcardjay "characters/Jay.gif">>One. Two. Three. Who am I?<</charcardjay>> <img src="characters/hypno_7.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>You? Oh, baby. You’re my son. My Jay. Mommy’s whole heart. Every filthy thing I was ashamed to want — that’s you. That’s always been you.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/hypno_8.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> The manual said it takes a second or two for the fog to leave her mind. She’s back. Robe and gun on the floor. With the new memory she looks at the living room like nothing is wrong. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>Jay, baby. Happy birthday. Mommy’s been dreaming of this day.<</charcardemma>> [[The first hug|Hug]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_living_room.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> She grabs me and hugs me tight. I can smell her perfume. Nobody has held me like that before. It catches me off guard. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>Where have you been? You scared me — I could have shot you.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/hypno_9.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> She pulls back to look at my clothes, the wet hoodie, the cheap shoes on her white floor. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>What happened to the glass? Did you slip? And why are you dressed like that?<</charcardemma>> I almost say I broke in. I don’t. She’s already smoothing my hair like she’s used to it. [[She sees the blood|Wound]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_living_room.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> Then she sees the cut. <img src="images/part1/emma_sees_cut.jpg" class="still" alt="" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>Your hand. Baby, you’re hurt. Let Mommy fix you up.<</charcardemma>> I sat on the couch as she looked for her first aid kit. She sat beside me and opens the kit Disinfectant. Gauze. Hands steady. A little mad at me for being careless. <img src="images/part1/bandage_hand.jpg" class="still" alt="" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>How could you be so careless? Bathroom’s down the hall. Shower. I want that clean.<</charcardemma>> Her palm stays on my thigh a second after the bandage is tight. She notices. She leaves it. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>Go on. I’ll get your gift ready.<</charcardemma>> [[Kiss her before the shower|StolenKiss]] [[Do as she says|Bathroom]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_living_room.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I lean a bit in but she caught me off guard. kissing me deeply straddling me. Not a moms’s kiss. She makes a sound into my mouth and then I kiss back too. Hand on the back of my neck. Bandage scrapes her hip. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>Mmm. Save some of that. Go wash. I want you smelling like my soap when I take you.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/fore1.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> She bites my lower lip and points down the hall. [[Shower|Bathroom]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_hallway.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> The bathroom is stone and glass. The water comes out hot. I place the device in my backpack and set it in the counter Her voice comes through the door while I dry the cut. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>Take your time. I’ll be in my room. Knock first, okay?<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/pant_change.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaANEW.gif">>Mommy is going to make your birthday very special.<</charcardemma>> I stand in boxers that don’t belong in this house and look at the mirror. He looks like someone who might get to stay. Fifteen minutes is enough. [[Knock|Door]]

<img src="backgrounds/room-and-bathroom.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> After showering, changing to clean clothes and a new bandage. <img src="images/part1/hall_door_light.jpg" class="still" alt="" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I knock. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>Come in, my sweet boy.<</charcardemma>> <<charcardjay "characters/Jay2.gif">>I’m sorry — I don’t have other clothes. Just these.<</charcardjay>> The door opens. <img src="images/part1/jay_at_bedroom_door.jpg" class="still" alt="" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> [[The gift|Lingerie]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_bedroom.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> She walks in her balck sexy lingerie, When she sees me looking she opens her legs a little. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>Like what Mommy’s wearing for you? It hugs me. Just for you. You can touch.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/black1.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I stop thinking about the device, the glass, and the gun. For a second I’m just eighteen and a beautiful woman said my name like I belong here. <<charcardjay "characters/Jay2.gif">>You’re perfect.<</charcardjay>> <img src="characters/black4.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> She crooks two fingers. [[Go to her|Mouth]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_bedroom.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> She pulls me down by the chin. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>I'm so happy you're back Jay. Just in time, I told myself I would wait. I didn’t want to. Not really.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/fore2.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> We kiss until the lipstick’s gone. She puts my mouth on her breast and holds me there. Hand in the boxers. She laughs, quiet. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>So hard for Mommy already. That’s mine tonight.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/breast suk1.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> Then she’s on her knees on her own rug and takes me into her mouth like she’s been thinking about it for years. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>You taste like you belong here.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/BJ2.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I last because I want her face when I finish. She swallows, licks the corner of her mouth, climbs into my lap. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>Still hard. Ready for me properly?<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/blow cum2.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> [[Have her ride|Ride]] [[Take her from behind|Behind]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_bedroom.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I turn her. She goes on all fours, looking back seductively. One thrust and I’m in. She fists the sheets. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>Please — deeper. Don’t you dare be gentle now.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/doggy1.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> Her moans echo, in the room like music to my ears. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>Mommy’s yours, I'm all yours Fill me when you’re ready.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/doggy2.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> [[Finish with her|Climax]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_bedroom.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I put her on her back. I want her face and eyes. Legs wide open. Nails on my shoulders. She comes with my name in her mouth, I buried it deep inside. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>Yes. Inside. I’m — Jay — I’m yours.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/mis2cum.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I fucked her through her climax, I spread her legs even more to go deeper up to the root. I burst inside her, flooding her with everything I had. [[After|After]]

<img src="backgrounds/bg_emma_bedroom.jpg" class="bg" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> She clings beside me needily, one hand on my cock... while she plants small kisses on my shoulders <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>Happy birthday again jay. That's was amazing, baby I'm yours, I'd quit my job, my life, for you. I'll just serve you all day be with you…<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/cuddle1.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> honestly the best birthday I ever had, But I had to reinforce my will and not allow this to mess up this woman is not thinking straight... <<charcardjay "characters/Jay2.gif">>Your are amazing too Emm... Mom... You don't need change your life mom, and you love your job right, and no one needs to know im back right, This is just about you, me... US<</charcardjay>> She nods. <<charcardemma "characters/EmmaSEX.gif">>Oh yes baby this is just about us... they wont take you away from me.<</charcardemma>> <img src="characters/cuddle2.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> I kiss her hair. I don’t say anything extra. <<charcardjay "characters/Jay2.gif">>You’re my mother now... that enough... for tonight<</charcardjay>> <img src="characters/cuddle2b.gif" class="still" style="width:720px;max-width:90%;height:405px;object-fit:contain;display:block;margin:1.1em auto;border:2px solid #7c3aed;border-radius:8px;background:#111;"> Her phone is dead on the nightstand. She frowns, sits up, and reaches behind the bed for the charger. [[Sleep|Sleep]]