She said she wasn't going to clean up. She was gonna wear that cum stained sweater back to her desk. Smelling my cum all day. It actually happened.She...called me later that night and told me she had 40 or more soft angora sweaters and sweater-dresses. We agreed to meet at my place, and she brought a bunch of them over. She brought two friends of hers who really hot. Long soft hair, all of them wearing soft angora sweaters. They started dressing me up with my own angora. They took me to the mall,. I could taste precum leaking from the slit on the head of his dick. It tasted amazing. Faster and faster he fucked my face. I could tell he was getting close but I wanted to make him last as long was possible. I pulled off his cock. I stood up and met his lips again. As my tongue explored his mouth, the task of his precum was on my lips. I slowly pushed his head down. Now it was my turn.He kissed my neck, armpits, abs, and then in one swift move he jerked my briefs down making my cock slap up. Then my mind cleared and I realized where I was and I lifted my head and saw that my mother was sucking my cock.I guess I should be ashamed to say that not for one minute did I even consider pushing her away. By the time I was fully aware of what was going on my mom owned that cock. She might have been my mother, but she was also the best cocksucker I had ever experienced. At that time I had no idea of what brought her to go down on me while I was lying there sleeping, but there was no way in. It was the single most amazing kiss of my entire life. At first it was just an innocent little kiss and then after a few minutes we started to make out. It was perfect, as if it was a scene out of some movie. It wasn’t just a kiss–it was like our souls were intertwining and our tongues were the source of this soul swapping. Her tongue was soft and as she let it fall into mine, I could feel my heart racing and my breathing quickening. I, for the first time in my life, felt like I was found. Even.