The heat blazed inside of me. I loved the texture on my mouth. Xxx video My kitchen smelling of cleaner, I started dinner. It was ambrosia. He raced up the stairs then he flung himself on the bed. “Fuck, Mom!” he groaned, satisfaction in his voice. I danced around his crown, loving the texture. Jizz. Nope. I would suck this cock every night. I knew he did. The TAP-TAP-TAP of my knife striking the wooden surface echoed through my kitchen as I reduced the thick phallus into little, light-green discs. I loved my son’s cock even as I stared up his body. “You’re lucky I kept up at all.”
“You can do better,” Melinda said. He needed his mother to clean him up.
