She looked as nervous as I was. "Come sit on the bed with me, Darrell." She putted the middle of the bed.I sat on the bed next to her. We always discu...sed everything on this bed. Any time I had a problem Mom was there and we worked through it. Her door was always open. We've been jumping up on her bed together and talking since as long as I could remember. This helped to ease the tension in the air. It didn't feel very much different from any other time we had been in the same exact place.. My ropy jizz splashed across her features. I painted her with my spunk. I coated her. I drenched her. It was amazing. The pleasure rushed through me. My toes curled. My balls tightened as I spurted again and again.I groaned out my lust. The pleasure hammered my mind. Stars danced before my eyes. Mommy moaned as my dick kept unloading. She worked her tits up and down my dick, massaging out more and more of my spunk to cover her.“Yes!” I snarled. “You’re my mommy-slut and my cum-dumpster!”“I am!”. ” As her skirt continued it’s upward journey, I could see that she was not fibbing. The hair on her bush was full, lush, and the same deep red as on her head. “Beautiful”, I mumbled. She smiled as she climbed across my lap. “I like it hard and rough, Sir, if it pleases you,” she whispered. She settled comfortably on my lap as if she had been there forever. While my eyes inspected this unexpected treasure, my hands greedily stroked her thighs and buttocks. Marie parted her legs to allow me. Cat sang out a song of absolute pleasure as the symbiote’s playfulness quickly turned into sexual want, not knowing it was merely doing this in order to get more of what it needed to feed, her adrenaline. She was thankful it was keeping her steady in the shower as she panted and flailed about, reaching for someone or something to grab onto. All she could think to do was run one hand through her soaking hair and have the other hand cup her burning heat. It had already brought her to several mind.