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Mom Helps Out

... nodded. "Then cum all over my face and we can share it." Maybe that wasn't a good idea, but she didn't care anymore. Lauren just wanted Timmy to be happy. If he liked the taste of cum, then by God he was going to eat all of the cum he wanted to. "C'mon, honey... Shoot your cum on me. Shoot it out of your big cock for your mommy. Cum, cum, cum... Cum on your mommy's face. Give it to me, Timmy. Give me your cream. Shoot it. Shoot it." That was it. Timmy felt himself erupt. He watched in ecstasy as his cream shot out of his penis. Lauren brought her face close and let it shoot onto her forehead and cheeks and nose and hair. Gob after milky gob spurted out as Lauren continued to rub and coax her son's spunk from his heavy prick. After the ninth or tenth jet, Lauren began slowly rubbing the head of Timmy's cock all over her face, milking even more cum out of him. Timmy and his mother were amazed at all of the cream. "Ohhhhh Timmy... You came soooo much for your mother..." she said, looking into his eyes. "Did you like it? Did you like shooting your cum all over your mommy?" Timmy nodded. Lauren squeezed the last drop out of Timmy's softening cock and laid back on the bed. "I'm a mess now, Timmy. Will you help clean me up?" Timmy knew exactly what she meant and laid down next to her. "Let's eat it, okay? Help me eat all of your lovely spunk." Lauren began scooping the jizz into her mouth. Timmy began licking his cum off his mother's face. The duo laid there slurping and slurping, ...

... feeding each other Timmy's cum. Lauren got a big mouthful and kissed Timmy, deeply and let the gob in her mouth slowly drip into his. They kissed again letting his juice slide down his throat. They laid there for a minute, holding each other, savoring the moment. "Did you really mean anytime, mom?" Timmy asked, tentatively. "Absolutely. I want to make you happy. I love you." "I love you too, mom." They kissed again. "Now, young man... I think you were off to the pool before we had our little talk. Am I right?" Timmy nodded yes. Lauren got up and handed her son his trunks. "Now you know that this is just between us, right?" He nodded yes, put the trunks on and left the room with a big grin. Twelve year old Lori lay on the deck chair, sunning herself in the hot, Saturday afternoon sun. A pile of cut lemons lay by her side. She liked her Saturday afternoon tanning sessions. She would start the ritual around noon by cutting up a bunch of lemons to rub into her golden hair, then she would put on her brand new bikini and prance around in her bedroom for awhile, admiring the forming curves of her budding body. She would fold her arms in front of her and squeeze them together, trying to make her small, firm breasts look bigger. Then after her little "show" she would head out to the pool and read fashion magazines. She liked the ones with advice columns where women would ask questions about sex. Little Lori was becoming obsessed with sex. She liked to imagine what a man's penis looked ...