Shawn's Mom

"When you come back, you'll need to obey my every order, no matter how degrading, disgusting or embarrassing, or I'll send you packing without so much as a goodbye. Is that clear?"

I nodded, thankful that I would be invited back at all.

"Good boy," She pulled to saliva slick cock from my mouth and said, "Now, let's go get cleaned up before Shawn comes home from practice."

Andrea straightened up Shawn's bed and we left his room unchanged, except for the still lingering smell of sex. I wondered if he would notice, and what he would think if he did. Would he recognize the scent? I knew he would be arriving home soon, so the chances were good that the smell would still be noticeable.

Katrina wouldn't allow me to wash my face or my cock afterward, telling me that she wanted me to have to smell Andrea's juices on me until I got home. The scent of pussy on my face kept me hard the entire drive, and when I got home, I jacked off in the bathroom before taking a shower.

Shawn has another football practice in two days. I'll be spending a lot of time practicing swallowing the dildo between now and then.

The End...