NovelEnglishMom Does Anything:>Ep56
"Eat," Mom said, not looking at me. "If last night didn't wear you out, then you weren't trying hard enough."
| laughed to myself, the sound barely leaving my throat as my chest and shoulders shook. | picked up my phone,
selected the camera, and took a picture of my mother. The first focused on her entire body, but for the next one,
| zoomed in on her pussy, and for the last, Mom set down her fruit and lowered her hand between her legs,
covering her inner and outer lips but not the hollow dip into her thighs. | snapped the picture as my cock grew
semi-hard and continued to harden. "Eat," Mom said.
| was hungry.
"Okay," | said.
A bowl.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA spoon. Milk.
Cereal.
| finished my breakfast before Mom finished hers. | knew she feltlooking at her from where | sat in the guest
of honor chair to her right when she smiled, silently chewing on her pair. | pushed my chair outward, the legs
sliding against the wooden flooring, and | turned toward her, waiting.
"Did you sleep well?" | asked.
"Like a baby," Mom said. "You?"
"Same," | said, curling and uncurling my fingers against my upper thighs. "I woke up kind of sore." My heartbeat
rose, and my feet tingled, the pre-damp signs of perspiration beading my palms and the soles of my feet.
"I woke up sore as well," Mom said, the corners of her lips pulling into a smile. "I've missed that feeling."
"Is it always like that?"
Mom's smile deepened as she said, "It is when I'm allowed to be on top."
| swallowed, my heart thumping at the perverse question that cto my mind, and | asked, "Dad doesn't let
you be on top?"
"Not often," Mom whispered, her next breath coming in deep and shaky. "I was your father's princess before we
married, and now he treatslike a queen when all | want to be is his whore."
My cock turned to steel, the head mashing into my shorts, the pressure trying to compress my knob.
"Since your father won't letbe his whore," Mom said, her voice low and anxious, "will you makebe your
whore, Mark? Will you do that for your mother?"
| grabbed my cock through my shorts to ease the ache pulsing through it. "Yes," | said, squeezing myself hard,
but that only remindedof how exposed my dick was without my boxer briefs holding it in place.
"Well," Mom said, setting down her paper and turning her green eyes on me. "Then you better makedo
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsomething before | have to get my butt upstairs and go to work."
Mom turned her chair to the right, the left side of the backrest connecting with the table. She brought her knees
back and feet up and slid her butt to the edge of her seat, her asshole hung above empty space. That little
pucker between the bottoms of her cheeks caught my attention, and again, | knew, deep down, that my mother
was an anal virgin. There was no way Dad had ever touched his queen down there.
My tongue found Mom's asshole the moment | had my head between her legs. | pushed into her little crinkle,
tasting her vanilla lotion and hints of her pussy juices that had slid down her perineum and between her cheeks.
"Ooh," Mom hissed, adding a throaty moan as her body tensed. "Ooh, that's something your father would never
do to me."
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