18-09-2020, 04:46 PM
Ah, fuck. The feel of my cock sliding in and out of her tight mouth, amid all those slurpy sucking sounds. Suddenly, I convulsed, bending over, pulling her head to me, keeping my cock shoved in her mouth. My hips were jerking, my spasms unloading my white son's cream in her throat.
"Uggghhh, uggghhh, unnnggghhh."
Finally, I was still. Gradually, the tension in my hips, legs and arms relaxed, releasing her head, her mouth slipping off my sagging cock. It flopped down as soon as it passed her lips. Her head sagged down again.
"Away you go now. Off to bed," she said, like she used to when I was little after kissing me goodnight.
I backed away, pulling my pajamas up, my eyes straying belatedly over to check on Dad, relieved that he his eyes were closed even though I knew I was safe before that was confirmed because I he was still snoring. Mom didn't move the whole time I backed away. She was still hunched over when I left the room.
The next day was the same as the day before. Mom acted like nothing had happened.. I was relieved because she had looked so dejected when I'd left her room. I didn't try to badger her this time, didn't try to send or received any secret signals. I acted just like she did. I didn't rush when she brought me a mug of hot chocolate. I took my time with it, relishing in her parting words, "Dad's just gone to bed."
Though I had taken my time, Mom hadn't yet sat down in front of the dresser when I entered her room. She was just walking out of the bathroom, wearing a white robe that fit her body well. It wasn't terry cloth or silky but a soft looking material. It was belted at the waist but open down her front to there. Nothing showed because she didn't have big ones, but I knew those delightful treats were easily accessible.
"Uggghhh, uggghhh, unnnggghhh."
Finally, I was still. Gradually, the tension in my hips, legs and arms relaxed, releasing her head, her mouth slipping off my sagging cock. It flopped down as soon as it passed her lips. Her head sagged down again.
"Away you go now. Off to bed," she said, like she used to when I was little after kissing me goodnight.
I backed away, pulling my pajamas up, my eyes straying belatedly over to check on Dad, relieved that he his eyes were closed even though I knew I was safe before that was confirmed because I he was still snoring. Mom didn't move the whole time I backed away. She was still hunched over when I left the room.
The next day was the same as the day before. Mom acted like nothing had happened.. I was relieved because she had looked so dejected when I'd left her room. I didn't try to badger her this time, didn't try to send or received any secret signals. I acted just like she did. I didn't rush when she brought me a mug of hot chocolate. I took my time with it, relishing in her parting words, "Dad's just gone to bed."
Though I had taken my time, Mom hadn't yet sat down in front of the dresser when I entered her room. She was just walking out of the bathroom, wearing a white robe that fit her body well. It wasn't terry cloth or silky but a soft looking material. It was belted at the waist but open down her front to there. Nothing showed because she didn't have big ones, but I knew those delightful treats were easily accessible.
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