He got asmile on his face when he said that maybe I needed to start watchingsome bimbofication videos that would dumb me down until I couldn't thinkof...anything but being a pretty sissy and serving lots and lots and lotsof hard cocks every day.I don't think that I wanted this to happen at the time he mentioned it,but I certainly do now. I guess that means that I have been watching thebimbo hypno files, I don't remember doing so. That's all right. Bimbosissy sluts don't need to remember these. She made sure to get it to maximum hardness before measuring it, too. That was nice.Any way, as I got dressed, I'm wondering, of course, what my mother wanted to talk about after seeing my equipment. All manner of things were going through my mind but I just decided to go find her and see."Hi, what did you want to talk about, Mom," I asked with a bit of a tingle in my cock knowing it was liable to be the topic of conversation."Well, I couldn't help but see, well, your manhood, shall we say.. He pulled his cock out and it made a satisfying pop when it left her lips. “I’m going to cum soon lover. Do you know where you want me to come?”She looked up and thought of all the pictures and videos she had seen. “On my face?”“No babylove, not on your face. Not this time anyway. It’s either in your mouth or deep down your throat. What will it be?”She thought about his cum in her mouth, she did kind of want to see what it tasted like. And then she thought of it buried deep in her throat where. Luckily a cool breeze blew between my legs, stimulating my hot, wet pussy, and it reminded me of the lack of coverage, and I quickly pulled my skirt up from around my ankles, so it was just covering my pussy. My friend waiting outside the door couldn't see anything, as I have a security door which you cannot see through. I opened the security door, and she looked so hot. She was wearing a push up bra and just a boob tube over her large 16C tits. Short shorts barely covered her perfectly.