My baby boy came to see me last night in my bed, saying something about a bad dream. His boner said otherwise… but that is neither here nor there at this point. All I know was that this cock sucking mommy as about to have to “talk” him down.
With him feeling up my tits with one hand, teasing one of the nipples with his mouth, he played with my clit with the other hand. He wanted this p mama’s squirt on his hands before he got what he came for. He loves feeling me drip into his palms, and melt around his fingers.
After I came a few times and drenched his digits with enough cum to lubricate gears, he spread it all over his throbbing cock. Rubbing it in to the skin so it was nice and slick for when he stuck his dick in his favorite fuck hole.
I could taste myself on him, and taste his sweat as he kept pumping into my face. The force started getting greater as he was practically shoving his entire pelvis into my mouth. But I loved it though, cause I get a taste of my baby boy.
He started grunting louder and longer right before he shot his load down my throat. I could feel it blast into my mouth, having it just dribble down the sides of my mouth as he kept face fucking me. Tasted like heaven.
Late night visits like that are always a sweet treat.