I survived the hit. My relaxed body jerked into full petrification at the sound of Mom’s truck entering the garage. Redtube I wish I could explain it as easily as I can explain spreadsheet macros. “Say, Mom. The back of her tongue rasped against the underside of my prick head. Or was she forcing herself? I didn’t recognize it. No peeking. Mom could only hack and gasp. I wish I could have left them arguing – like I had a few days prior. You’re not going to be Mommy’s little horny boy anymore?” She pressed her bare chest into my left arm. Nell’s shields flared. Mom shook her head, once again ashamed to be my mother. I shook my head and realized that she was taking control of my orgasm, shutting it down with a sharp bite and mocking me to sap
