“Mom...” I begged again, though despair stole the desperation. “You can join me, Daniel.” Mom smiled sweetly as she elevated her lips to my tip, “You and I can be her pets for eternity.” “Can’t you hear yourself?!” I groaned as Lucy dug her nails into my nipple. “It’s the shame that is causing you such pain.” Mom looked pitifully at me, “I remember shame. It’s what made me hurt myself all those years ago. Let me take the shame away.” Her lips brushed my throbbing head, “Then you can be free like me.” “You’re a slave.” “And so can you be. Join me.” She muttered, then dipped her tongue into the drop of precum that had formed at my apex. She tested the taste in her mouth, then smiled brightly up at me. “Now I know what your cum tastes like, Daniel. I can’t undo it, and I don’t want to.” She took a deep inhale of my loins, and a string of drool descended from the corner of her mouth, “I will take away all your shame.” And she took me in, her lips sucking as she lowered her head, her throat constricting. She gagged and gurgled, her eyes watered, but she worked through the pain - because of the pain- until her muzzle was pressed into the flat of my pelvis, and her chin rested between my balls. It took my breath away. “Look at that.” Lucy whistled sultrily, “Have you ever seen anything so beautiful as your mother deep-throating every inch of your cock?” I didn’t have an answer. I just stared dumbfoundedly at my mom, her face reddening with the exertion of her consumption, but her eyes intoxicated. Her lips slurped hedonistically about my base, her throat coiled around big my shaft, and her tongue flattened along my underside, curling to taste all that it could. Oh god, it was good. She mewled her struggle from the seal of her lips, each pained contraction of her throat fluttering against me, pulling me deeper. Then she ascended, her cheeks hollowing with her sucking mouth, her eyes staring half-lucidly at me. She drew to my tip, then went down. Lucy relinquished my nipple, and guided my mother’s head, watching me as she did it. “I’ve spent an eternity living with you damned mortals.” Lucy’s voice dripped into my ear, “And if there is one truth amongst you, it is this; no one sucks cock quite like a mother does for her son.” Mom slurped breast her way to the crease of my cock, then rotated her lips movie there, her tongue flicking across my frothing tip. “It’s that maternal disposition I think; the desire to make everything all better.” Mom took her breasts by the piercings of her nipples, and laid them on my pelvis. The tattooed domes pillowed warmly, the pliant meat pressing upon my crotch, and surrounding me. “She just wants you to know she loves you, and there’s no love as tender as mother has for her baby boy.” She pushed her breasts together around me, the nipples pointing outward with the deformation, then she dropped her head again, her chin dividing her bosom, which then coalesced as she rose, concealing my freshly-lathered shaft with her warmth. It was an oddly maternal way for her to suck me, as much an attempt to comfort me as it was to pleasure me. I would’ve preferred that she just suck me like a whore, and remove any of our relationship from the act, but she didn’t. She made it clear that she was still my mom, and I was still her baby boy, just like Lucy said. I could feel my perception of her changing, my carnal mind corrupting her image japanese with tits every lecherously maternal action she took. I want a wet blow job.” Willowbud Autumnsong was innocent, and I was going to have her killed. She made me cum quickly although Kevin’s cock in my mouth had gotten me on threshold already. “So, If I had digital copies of one of my textbooks . . .” Cold and disgusting against her tummy. I went to work, throwing myself at her again and again, bombarding her interior with brutal thrusts. Finally it was time to head big to bed, When Grandma and Pop Pop went to bed so did we, Pop Pop gets up early and breakfast has to be made... Embracing Kaveri breast tightly in his arms he ripped out the top from her body. “Have japanese a good night.” She left for the kitchen, leaving me by myself for about five seconds until I left and walked back to my house, thinking all the way back. Then mine and Sally’s parents passed away so she moved in with me and Trudy but Trudy insisted on ground rules. “I should hope so.” Having him always going against me, opposing—no, oppressing me. When you don’t feel safe in an apartment with your boyfriend, then, hello? "Mind if I put something a bit bigger in there?" “Oh my, that is a nice offering.” The creature laughed. I want it. Is your brother going to be there too?” This is my chance! "What is it this time?" he jokes. The movie pill was satiated, for now. Her pussy scolded. She gaped at me. “What if it’s not what I want?” I shifted in my seat and struggled to keep a neutral expression as the two women discussed my sexual performance. And, despite everything, Laura couldn't bring herself to leave Erica, who had been so obedient, and had helped Laura through all her blackmail by being there for Laura to abuse. Deen could not have been more awake and alive to the needs of his beautiful mother. Why did I buy them? Into the other she dropped what I thought were the leavings of her lunch—fat and gristle from a hunk of prime rib and a few pieces of baked potato skins. Sara seemed silent – almost sullen. 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