In My Mouth

Even as Mom edges herself for two straight hours of my licking and kissing, the pulsation of her need becomes ever more and more unmistakable. I feel a swell of serious pride at the fact that I am managing to actually make Mom cum like this.

Her eyes focus down on me, and mine focus up on her, as I let her see how much I love her. I don't mind her spending two hours having me on my knees, worshipping her cock, calling me names. Everything she calls me is so nice it I smile at her.

“You look so beautiful and happy on your knees for me, faggot,” Mom observes, as her cock pulses between us, “Open up. Mom has some milk for her sweet little cock slut.” My mouth opens up immediately, and the first jet of cum pumps into it.

Her sweet flavour drenches my tongue in a heartbeat, and I swallow it eagerly, moaning softly. Mom grins down at me, as the second one pulses into my open mouth. “That good, huh? Couldn't even wait for Mom to pour you more, little fag?”

“Mm-Hmm!” I moan as I swallow after her fourth shot, forcing myself to resist swallowing every single time simply due to the rich creaminess of it. I'd read the article in the science journal Dad receives, but I wasn't ready for it to taste so good.

Several more times, fresh from Mom's cock, I swallow the cream she feeds me. A small cup worth swallowed, Mom gently brushes her crown across my lower lip once she is done pulsing. She smiles down at me, “I'll need a second round, slut.”

“Okay, Mom!” I answer enthusiastically, smiling and licking her cock from hilt to crown as thanks for being called a slut. Mom beams happily down at me, visibly elated by the fact I'm so willing. Her fingers stroke lovingly through my hair.

“No hesitation at all,” Mom marvels at me, beaming, “Okay. Since you're such a good little whore I'm going to allow you to decide how you serve me next. Tell me, how would you like to be used for my second round, you sweet little faggot slut?”

“Hmm,” I hum softly as I lick her cock, thinking about it but humming loudly enough to vibrate her prick and let her know I am thinking, not deciding. I actually have enjoyed licking her cock, and I'm proud of the fact I earned a chance for milk.

Yet, I know, Mom may want either more of this reverential attention, or she may want to feel my mouth on her cock in a fuller and more absolute manner. Question is, do I know her well enough to ask for the thing that she would most want?

On the one hand, I realise it matters little. No matter what I ask for, she's under no obligations, but she'll probably honour her offer. Even if it isn't what she wanted most, she'll make the most of it, and she'll make sure she gets off a second time.

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