“did you like that?” She said, revealing she had swallowed everything I’d given her. But the question itself implied pleasure, that I was supposed to be enjoying this (which I was). Ok XXX “uh ya.” Was all I came up with. I stood up, the thought of my mother’s asshole reinvigorated my recently drained balls.. You could tell that if I hadn’t offered to blow him soon enough after school, he would start to get scared that he wouldn’t get one. My mom leaned forward, wrapping her breasts around my penis, slick with lube. This wasn’t some filthy incestuous sexual fantasy that I was living out.. It was a minimum 2-3 times a day.. I’ll be in touch if I think of anything else.” He said, then he turned and let himself out, leaving my
