Mumma (The Smalls Family Stories II) by Ash Ericmore
Reed likes to think himself head of the family. But he’s not. The families in Birchingate have real heads. Heads like Mumma. In the midst of her well grounded porno career, Mumma finds that Peter might be in a little trouble. So she takes time out.
To do things the old fashioned way.
Get things fixed. Proper, like. Like a lady.
Like a mumma.
I Learned It From Watching You, Mom!
Mumma confirms for readers that the Smalls brothers came by their nature honestly; whether nature or nurture was the primary factor in their development, Mumma was sure to be a massive influence. It would be a challenge not to become a hard man with a matriarch like this at the head of the family. We're introduced to Mumma as she's performing to the best of her ability--with a less-than-optimum partner--for a pornographic movie. It seems like it might be a boring day for her until it turns out that a friend of Peter's has gotten her son involved in a predicament with one of Mumma's peers in the criminal underworld. Unfortunately, sorting everything out with the pimp in question isn't going to be a smooth and painless process. One should expect nothing less when the Smalls family is involved. Ericmore never fails to satisfy, and that's especially true where the Smalls are concerned. From weaponized sex toys to feats of athleticism one wouldn't expect from an older lady, the excitement doesn't falter.
MUMMA'S GOT SKILLS!
Anyone who thinks stuff like this should be locked away--or worshiped. This was just ... um, horrible? Excitingly horrible. Mumma proves that you just get better with age. Like a fine wine, a raunchy, evil, fine wine. Anyway, you can read this now.