Mom's Impatient
From Torg Adventure
Using just her finger tips and finger nails, she softly slips her fingers along your rod, making you shiver even more, forcing you to take a step toward her and steady yourself. It takes a full second to realize that you're cupping your mom's still-milk-laden tit, the nipple stiffening further in your palm and you feel the warmth of her milk spreading against your skin.
"Mmm..baby does like this," your mom hisses in a husky voice. "Wanna cum, sweetheart?" she asks and wraps her hand around your thick, throbbing cock. You don't know how much longer you can hold out, but goddamnit, you want to try.
"Fuck yes," you say, closing the distance between the two of you. In the motion, her shirt has come completely unbuttoned and you step into the gap, forcing it the rest of the way open. Her fingers slip to the top side of your rod, the bottom pressing against her warm taught skin, your balls against the top of her crimson, furry muff. She grabs her coffee cup and smiles against your neck before kissing you from collar bone to your ear, making you shiver and your dick throb hard against her well-toned belly.
"Then cum. Cum for momma. Show me what a big boy's load you can shoot and maybe I'll let you do it again later..." she says, her voice trailing off. That's all it takes and you begin blasting your creamy spunk. You feel the cool embrace of the lip of her coffee mug just under the head of your twitching prick and it makes you spurt even harder.
"Mmmm...you came a lot, baby," your mom purs, stroking your cock, making you shiver so hard you almost fall.
"God Mom," is all you can manage. She lets out a quiet giggle that turns into a husky moaning purr and steps back.
"Keep doing that in the morning and we might work out a deal," she says and swirls her cup around, considering its contents. She looks at the coffee pot and must have decided against refilling it, choosing instead to just pour your cum down the hatch. She lets two small rivulets form at the corners of her mouth, the excess dripping down onto her exposed, milky tits.
"Oh yeah?" you ask, the blood starting to surge back to your cock while you drink in your mother's smoking hot body.
"Mmmhmmm" she says, with that giggling purr again. "I'll give you all the milk you want, if I get me a little cream," she says. "Deal?"
"Oh fuck yes!" you try to think of something else to say, but there's foot steps on the stairs. Your mom deftly buttons two buttons, one above her snatch, the other just below her hits; just enough to look presentable.
Interrupted...for now...
