"Oh, Mom, that does feel good," I moaned, placing my hands on her head. "I love you."Surprisingly, she didn't reply to that and closed her eyes. She a...so angled her head forward so I could see her face, and she concentrated on pleasing me. I surely moved my body back and forth a bit, but she followed me perfectly.She didn't suck too hard, but still made me feel more than loved. I fondled her head ever so slowly and kept myself together for the time being. I had a lot of practice with Joy, but. “Mom, I m hurting you”“No my son, you are giving your mother a lot of joy. Don’t stop, go on.”That was my queue, I increased my speed. She was supporting it by lifting her back whenever I would thrust in. We fucked for about five minutes. We both were out of breadth and sweaty. I came inside her. Her pussy was leaking cum. There was satisfactory lool in her eyes.“Mom, did I fuck you good.”“You did son. Your mom’s pussy is very happy. But she wants more. She is still not satisfied.”“I will never. Her eyes scanned the selections. To be perfectly truthful, she liked the thick steel collars the best, the ones that looked like something a real slave would be forced to wear. But she didn't know how often, or where, he was going to make her wear it—maybe she should pick one of the more discreet items. She was reminded of a question she hadn't voiced yet. Hadn't he said she could ask three questions? She looked up at him, remembering not to talk, but trying with her expression to ask. Mom rasied herself from me and took hold of the bottom of her halter band and raised it up and over her head. Then she leaned back and pulled me toward her. "You can make it all up to me by sucking on me first!" Her voice was low and full of lust in a way I had never heard her speak She guided my mouth to her full breasts that were capped with dark nipples that were already jutting out over half an inch and I latched on.Now I had never even made out with any of my friends or any other girls.