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Click hereSuck at me some more.
Her hands had fallen forward but she held herself up (barely) and, while moaning from suffering, found the energy at her base to milk my own - direct from my cock. Which isn't to say it echoed the interests of a vampire. It didn't. Was the complete opposite of that, actually (and I knew it as I witnessed it). What she was doing was maintaining a promise. Not an ounce of me would every leave her.
If any of me were to even drain out on my balls? Broken promise. She would not allow that. I'm telling you, the dedication of that interest could not ever be more viscerally shown. Everything she'd ever said about her pained past, and her promises of the present in regards to me, could ever again be questioned while witnessing that.
She was more devoted to consuming my semen than the most murderous Islam extremist is to the dirt of a desert. All other concerns were of no importance beyond it.
Her dedication to that cause continued for some unknown amount of time until she slid tenderly forward off my spent cock... revealing nothing there left beyond the shiny glaze of an under-sexed pussy... and collapsed the front of herself to the carpet, arms at her sides like dead flesh.
Moments after that I heard her audibly force a voice past exhaustion...
"Have I proven it to you?" she asked.
Rather than respond with a voice of my own, I thought it much more effective, and worthy of difficulty, if I found a way to compel my body over to hers. And surround her.
So that's what I did. In some time less than an eternity, I found a way over to her and balled her up within me, like a nest.
And for the rest of that! day...
We rest.
The intensity of Fear, was totally over with following that day's escapades. Going forward from there (for the next 6 days) it was all about, well, the acceleration of dangerous fun. All those emotional barricades were, in every sense of the word -- obliterated.
Danger, however -- turns out to be a very powerful addiction. And her proclivity for it afforded numerous surprising situations.
She is, after all, a very naughty Mommy...
See ya next time, when the house couldn't hold us any longer.
- COMMENTS
Foxterot7a4 months agoTurned out to be a good series. I would like to kniow what happens 0n the target date.
Bfreetorunover 11 years agoWhile a very good story Chapter 7 grew tedious and wordy, I just skimmed it this time. Again, thank you for writing.
Bfreetorunover 11 years agoAs in "too much talk and not enough action". Too much angst, too. The first encounters with Mom were delicious, after a while not so good as the talk and thought processes interfered with the action. I know that is the way you wanted it to be, I am not putting your story down, I am just telling you how it seemed to me. Thank you for writing.
YamiBoyover 12 years agoI've read your anonymous comment, and I wonder if you have considered posting your works in StoriesOnline. The site is quite reliable and is well maintained, taking better care of authors, for all I know (alllowing them to have a blog to keep their readers well informed of updates). Both premium and non-premium users would be able to read your works without problems. Besides, authors get more privileges than just readers. I, for me, would love to keep reading your future works and projects wherever you decide to post them, so please, don't stop writing. Your stories are way too good and way too hot! To me, ThRobbie is one great mom-son classic, incidently, my favourite kind of story. If you want to contact me, my email is yamal_lists @ yahoo . com (without the spaces, of course). Again, I would love to hear from you and your future projects. Thanks a lot for your effort and keep up the amazing work. I hope this comment reaches you somehow, Kindred_Kravings. You rock! ^__^
