Chapter 83: Mommy taste so nice

I put my mouth on it.

Evelyn’s pussy was open and leaking, a thick cloudy mix of her juice and everything I had pumped into her running down in a slow sheet. It hit my tongue first, warm and heavy, then filled my mouth before I even sucked.

I swallowed.

"Good boy," she breathed into the pillow. "Don’t miss the insides."

I sealed my lips around her and sucked.

The taste was filthy. Salt from earlier. The thicker sweetness of her water. The bitter-warm edge of what I had left in her. It kept coming. Every pull of my mouth drew another pulse out of her hole, and she pushed her ass back to feed it to me.

I licked up the inside of one thigh, then the other, then went back to the source. My tongue pushed in. Her walls were sloppy and soft, still twitching from the last climax, and they kissed my tongue the way they had kissed my cock.

"Hah..."

Evelyn reached back, found my hair, and held me there.

"Deeper. Clean what you put in."

I fucked her with my tongue.

Slow at first. Then greedier. My nose pressed between her cheeks. My chin was soaked. The wet sounds were close and ugly, suck after suck, and she moaned into the mattress like she had forgotten there was a version of her that hesitated.

A fresh gush hit my mouth. Not as thick. Hotter. She came on my face with her knees sliding apart, pussy fluttering around my tongue, more of that mix spilling out for me to drink.

I drank it.

When the pulses eased I kept licking, cleaning the puffy lips, the swollen clit, the drip that kept beading at her entrance like her body was not done offering it.

Evelyn tugged my hair.

"Enough. Come here."

I kissed my way up her spine and she rolled onto her back, legs still open, hole shiny and slightly parted. She looked at my mouth. Then she pulled me down and licked herself off my lips.

"You taste like mommy now," she whispered. "Lie down."

I lay down.

She climbed over me facing away this time, knees beside my ribs, ass toward my face, and lowered her pussy onto my cock without using her hands. The head found her immediately. She was so wet it popped in with almost no pressure, then she sat, taking me in one long filthy drop until her ass settled on my hips.

"Hah... still hard..."

"It didn’t go down."

"I know. Mommy can feel every inch."

She started riding in reverse.

I watched it happen. Her ass lifting, her stretched hole clinging to the shaft, a pale ring of leftover cum gathering at the base, then disappearing when she dropped. The view was obscene. I grabbed her hips and helped her bounce.

Evelyn looked back over her shoulder, hair stuck to her cheek, eyes dark.

"Lick while I use you."

I lifted my head and put my mouth on her from behind while she fucked herself on my cock. My tongue found her clit where it peeked out above the stretch. I licked it in time with her drops. She jerked and sat harder.

"Yes. That. Don’t stop that."

She bounced faster.

My cock punched up into her on every fall. My tongue worked her clit. The wet slap of her ass on my hips filled the room. Juice ran down over my balls. She came with no warning, a sharp cry, pussy locking around me so tight I saw white, slick spraying forward onto my stomach.

I kept licking.

She kept riding.

The overstimulated flutter in her pulled me to the edge again. I warned her the same way I had from the start.

"Mom. It’s coming."

"In. All of it. Mommy’s still empty enough."

She sat down to the root and I spilled into her from below, groaning against her clit, pumping what I had left up into that sloppy heat. Evelyn ground through it, milking the pulses, then lifted just enough for me to see a thick bead well around the base and slide down my shaft.

She reached between us, scooped it with two fingers, and fed it back into her pussy around my cock.

"See? It stays if mommy puts it back."

I was twitching, overused, still trapped inside her.

Evelyn did not get off.

She leaned forward, planted her hands on my thighs, and started a slow grind that kept me seated in her while she recovered her breath. Every circle smeared the leak into a wet seal. Every clench asked for more even if my body had little left to give.

"Mom..."

"Shh. Stay. Let it get hard again inside me."

It did. Against my will. Against the ache. Her pussy was too hot and too wet and too willing, and the swell came back in small humiliating increments until I was filling her properly again.

Evelyn felt it and smiled without turning around.

"There he is."

She lifted and dropped once, testing the new thickness, and the sound that left her was satisfied and ruined at the same time.

"Now fuck up. Mommy’s going to stay sitting. You do the work."

I held her hips and thrust from below.

Short. Deep. Packing. Her ass rippled. Her hole made that wet gulp on every stroke. She let her head hang and took it, murmuring good boy whenever I bottomed out, her pussy drooling down me in a steady shine.

The bed took the rhythm and kept it.

Evelyn’s voice went thin.

"Don’t you pull out when you finish this time. I want to fall asleep with it in me."

I slammed up into her and stayed there, buried, throbbing, her words sitting in the room like a second hand around my cock.

"Say yes, baby."

I swallowed.

"Yes, mom."

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