Do you know how you can tell I love you my son? Because, when you come to me and tell me “Mom! You’ll never guess what I just saw! It looked super fun! It’s called bukkakke and I want to try it!” and me being both the loving and trusting mother I am, agree to this request without asking in detail what bukkake is. Let you invite over ALL of the boys from your school who want to come, cook for all 30-40 of them, and then on my newly cleaned floor. My knees on one of the cushions from the couch. You did warn me that I would have a lot of cock in my face but I was unprepared to be naked, staring up at the circle of boys around me. All biting their bottom lip, jacking their cocks off. Whenever I’d try to lean forward to help, or wrap my hand around a cock you told me to stop. Just kneel there. Then I felt one boy cum on me, then another and they’d move and the circle would close and another replace them. I have no idea how long I had knelt there, but the longer I did the more upset I was about the state of my couch cushion. The cum that had fallen over the stiff cotton and onto my newly mopped floor and the sheer amount of cum in my hair, on my face, dripping off of my body. I don’t think I’d ever been covered in so much cum and you and your friends weren’t even done yet! All I know is you better help me clean this up before your father comes home.
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