It was even more than what I had done the day before. My cum ropes were all over her photo and the tablet, I even saw where I had shot onto the table along with the cum that was on her coffee blowjob cup. I let go of my cock and turned my head to look at my mother. She was sitting there, her eyes surveying the mess as her mouth was open. “Oh, my…Honey you really gave me, um, your mom a cream shower!” I was enjoying her little slips when she would say to me and then say, mom. She grabbed her coffee cup, looked at and then looked at me. My mom began to laugh. “What is so funny?” “I like a little cream in my coffee but not that much. This cum tribute was even better than the one yesterday. You know the drill, take your tablet and go clean it up. I will take care of the mess you left on the table.” I grabbed my cum covered tablet. My mom gave my ass a little playful tap and told me to put away my still erect cock and clean up. I wonder if she knew I could Hardcore jerk off again to her. Then she stood up, as she did I thought I could see glistening wetness running down her her inner thighs. I headed back upstairs incredibly happy and satisfied now know she was serious, and I could tell anytime I wanted to cum tribute her as long giving head as we were alone. And for the weeks that followed, I gave my mother many cum tributes. Possible next story angles. 1. Son and mother continue with this deal with the mother increasing her teasing with him with the photos oral she shares with him and other methods. 2. Son tells a friend or cousin about the deal, and he joins in. I would be open to adding another son/uncle/ maybe aunt or sister but not right away. 3. Son tells several of his friends which leads his mother to make the deal with a group of teen boys. 4. Open to good suggestions (NO underage, NO pregnancy, NO rape) as I will convert stories to something I can publish. I wish I could think clearer than I do. I wish I could see things better than I do. Sometimes, when you can see everything, you miss the things that matter most. My job? Seeing. And I see a lot. In fact, it wouldn’t be an understatement to say I see everything. Everything important, anyway. I stare down the screens packed into a small room, and make sure nothing bad happens. Security. Of course, nothing bad ever does happen, but maybe it’s because people know there are asian cameras, people know there’s a man like me watching these screens. “I would do it again if needed. I mean Jim, Kim loves making love to a woman as much as a man and she's good at it. This would attract attention though, from his boss, who was finally confused enough by the noise from above to come upstairs. ‘Do you know what it is?’ I could tell she wasn't even bothered with finding the phone anymore. • Addition She then pulled off from my glistening sack and licked up to my head sucking gingerly on my swollen knob. The man finished just after Jon got home, and after inspecting everything Jon paid him and he left. We were supposed to come in Irish costume, or at least wear green. I’m confused, how do you not know asian how many restaurants you oversee?” I asked now being curious to her answer. He moved forward, his tall muscular body dwarfing hers in the small space. She was surprised and dismayed that the boy could manhandle her brother so easily. Even being in the position that I had, I wasn't nearly numb as I usually Hardcore was. I marched past where Becky sat with her friends to reach the table where Lee ate with our friends and Pam. I played with my cock in my pants for blowjob effect, but I was nowhere near an erection. I’d be going with them on visits to places of local interest and to a ‘Festival’, whatever that was. Beth's face was now covered in saliva and cum, her ass was leaking cum from the first fuck, and now the cock in her right hand exploded and covered her tits with his seed. I didn’t feel embarrassed to have a big fucking hard-on because the others did too. There were no panties tonight. Both stood panting in each other's arms. She found Dave had his “Side Chick” her name was Angie. A quick spell giving head had the ground spitting them out into the waiting arms of our solders. The rapture buffeted me from every side. "Don't stop babe, don't stop" she moaned. I was hard enough and I asked Mariana, “Where do you want my cock, sweetheart?” I call Jill and ask the same question. They were laying on their backs, their beautiful breasts, flat stomach and hair covered vulvas already nicely bronzed when Beatrice rolled over to her stomach. Reggie had an almost unreadable, albeit focused, expression – oral and though still clothed, he had a hand on his crotch. I’ll do it as a favor to my sexy eye doctor.” Deb open eyes looked down and saw her husband's face below her crotch.