1. Receipts For Mommy


    Date: 4/25/2024, Categories: Fiction Author: Eccho 

    ... don’t you? Just think of this as a reward for working oh so hard. Let me show my appreciation for all you do.”

And that’s all it took. There’s no more resisting, no more questioning, she’s not even looking repulsed anymore. Confused is a different story, but that should change soon. I start sucking on her clit again and she starts moaning like she was in her sleep. I soon feel her hand on the back of my head, pushing me into her. This is exactly what I wanted. Now she’s at peace. She finally gets to enjoy herself. And it’s because of me. I’m making her happy. Now she can be at her happiest.

I feel her inner walls start to close in. Is she gonna cum? Am I gonna make mommy cum? Yes! I remove my face from her pussy, moving to her face, locking eye contact as she continues moaning before saying,

“Yeah. Give me your cum, mommy. Let me make you proud. Please cum for me, mommy. Cum all over my fingers. Let me taste how good mommy’s cum is. That’s it. Yes. Let it out.”

After a few more moments, she embraces me before letting out one last loud moan and coating my fingers with her fluids. She then slumps back on the sofa, completely breathless. I giggle at her position before sliding my fingers out ...
    ... of her and bringing them to my mouth, causing her pussy to bump to second place of favorite thing I’ve ever put in my mouth. I then go down one last time to taste more of it, savoring every drop. She then brings me back up and pulls me in for a kiss, tasting herself. This is the greatest day of my life. I’ve never seen her this satisfied. She looks so much better like this. I don’t want anything to take it away.

We break the kiss, staring at each other. She’s so beautiful. Dad certainly had phenomenal taste in women. I could stare at her until I die.

“Thank you so much,” she says, breaking the silence, “You really know how to make a mom happy.”

“You’re welcome,” I respond, “I just wanted to reward you since no one else would. Plus, I kinda tripped on you once and wanted to say sorry.”

She giggles before embracing me in a hug.

“Apology accepted,” she retorts, “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too,” I say back. This is incredible. It went infinitely better than I thought it would. Now she has an outlet whenever she’s angry, stressed, tired, or anything of the sort. I’m more than willing to be your little play thing. Just say the word and I’ll be there to make the problems disappear.
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