Mom will. She never misses Church." Mom's too exhausted," Dad said. "She's staying home." Dad, I just can't. Anyway," I appealed to his intrinsic fair...ess, "it wouldn't be right for me to go alone and receive all the attention. Wait until next week when Mom and I can both be there." Hmmmm. You have a point. Mother worked so hard for this. Not the least of it, all that effort keeping you up for it."I almost burst out laughing at that. Jesus. If Dad only knew what a mouthful he had just said."Ok,. I groaned and pushed my groin even closer against her face. The head of my prick swelled and a huge shot of sperm flowed up the shaft and jetted into the warm, wet cavity of Charlie's mouth. She pulled her mouth up so that only the head was still between her lips and swirled her tongue all around my prick, stroking the sensitive glans area. The liquid, slurping sounds of her actions filled my senses and I started jerking and thrashing my hips against her mouth, my vision shimmering as I. Each time I dipped my tongue inside her dripping pussy it came back coated in her delicious juices. As I continued to sensually explore my mother’s cunt with my tongue, I felt her hot wet mouth lower onto my cock. She was letting out soft moans as she took as much of my shaft into her wide open mouth as possible. I thrusted my hips upward causing her to gag. I continued my oral assault on her pussy while rocking my hips towards her face.Mom was getting lost in her bliss. She moaned louder than. But, as I'm satisfying my tingly itch, I notice my little dic always would stiffen up and intensify my feelings to the point that I would stop and try to ignore that tingly itch, but easier said than done, but the more I ignored that tingly itch, it just intensified more to the point that I wanted to find something a little bigger than the drum stick. So I ventured out to the tool shed to see what I could find and there was much to chose from garden tools, to snow shovels, I see that the snow.