Being the Cock Sucking Mommy That I Love being, Cock is my addiction. I don’t discriminate, the age of any cock. I Love older and younger dick. But, I do find that younger cock fits my needs more. This past weekend, I got to have some youthful shaft and I’ve been buffing my beaver ever since, thinking about the next time I’ll get to cum on it.
Right now, I just want to suck it over and over again
Our New neighbors moved in just over a month ago, and their son came over to see if I had any odd jobs that he could take care of for some cash. My boys are always busy so I figured why not? Standing In my Doorway was a young man, Dark hair, dark eyes and the build of a cyclist. I told him I needed some work done in the kitchen hanging some cabinets.
We flirted as I painted and he hung the cabinets.
Wearing an old ripped up concert tee and some tiny shorts that My ass cheeks hung out of. I could Feel Shane staring at me. A few times I let him know he was caught. He smiled shyly, and finished hanging the doors. I told him the last thing that we had to take care of was the knobs.
The word “knobs” showed our level of maturity as he and I both laughed out loud.
When our Laughter Died down, I asked Shane How did he like to take care of his knob. He giggled shyly and told me that he loved turning it, sometimes twisting it, and almost always spit shine polishing it. His laughter broke out again. As he started to come down off the ladder I was waiting, eye level with his cock.
“Spit shine polishing, you say?” I asked, as I rubbed my hand over the front of his jeans
My hand rubbed and my fingers pressed into the outline of not only his knob, but that entire piece of dick meat. I bit my lip, rubbing him, looking up into his eyes while I rubbed on the young boy boner that was starting to pitch a tent in his pants. ” Baby, I’m real good at spit shining” I said, almost hissing.
“Oh shiiiit… yesss” Shane said, as he sat back on the ladder, and undid his jeans for me. My face flew to his lap and I sucked that meat right into my mouth. Looking in his eyes as I tasted his cock. So strong yet so tender. His hands played in my hair as My suck went deeper and deeper, just swallowing his pole. I took his cock all the way in my mouth, which was a stealthy 8 inches, and at the base I stuck my tongue out to lick those tender balls.
Shane told me he was getting close and I promised a spit shine.
Spitting all over his cock, I throated that boy over and over until he painted my throat on the inside with his creamy seed. I swallowed him down like a camel dying of thirst.
Now I look around this house and have so many odd Jobs that I need taken care of, Guess I’ll have to see when Shane can help again.
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