The door to your room opened, making you jump. Standing in the doorway smiling down at you was your mom. She wore a tight-fitting low-cut blouse that revealed significant cleavage from her big perky tits, as well as a pair of gray yoga pants that clung deliciously to her wide thick thighs and jiggly booty. There was the slightest hint of camel-toe at the front of her bottoms, which always made you infer that she must have a fairly meaty pussy.
"Morning, sweetie!" she beamed, seeing nothing wrong with her oldest son having not only a massive pair of tits hanging off his chest, but also fat 9-inch schlongs for nipples. She held in her soft feminine hands a bowl of dry cereal.
"Mom! What are you doing here?" you asked, still startled by her interruption.
"I'm just here for my breakfast, honey, I've got the cereal and everything!" she replied, a little confused by your question. After all, this was her breakfast every morning.
"Oh, uh... right, yeah," you stammered. "Come on over, mom."
The gorgeous MILF gave you a bright smile and proceeded to saunter her way across the room, swinging her hips and once again bringing your attention to the indentation of lips at her crotch. You sat up in bed until your back was completely against the headboard, just as your mom reached your location and sat her large bubbly ass onto the cushion next to you.
"You have anything brewed for me, love?" she teased as she reached a hand over and groped the nuts of your left dicknipple. She jostled them around and played with them until a small bead of cum-milk peeked out of the dicknipple. "Ooh, there we are."
"Uhnf! Mom!" you moaned as she dragged her tongue up the piss-slit, catching the drop of morning dew and swallowing it.
"Mmm! This is my favorite part of the day, I swear haha!" she laughed. "Time for your milking, love."
Your left dicknipple erupted in pleasure as your mom started to stroke the full length with her soft warm hands. From base to head and back again her loving hand traveled, eager to release your bounty.
The whole time you moaned like a whore as she fapped your anatomically incorrect appendage. Your regular cock was rock hard in your pajama bottoms and straining to break free. Your eyes wandered back and forth from watching your mom jack off your boobdick to staring down her cleavage hungrily.
It didn't take long for you to start to feel pressure mounting at the base of your dicknipple.
"Mmh! Mom! I'm think I'm gonna... ughhhhhh!" you groaned.
"Is it time already, dear? Wonderful!"
She started fapping you even faster than before, all the while bringing her bowl around in front of you with the other hand. Right when you began to clench from your impending orgasm, your mom angled your thick dicknipple downward, aiming the fat cockhead right at her cereal.
Not a moment later, cum-milk gushed from the slit, splattering against her cereal with gusto. The initial force of impact sent a few flakes flying across the room, but otherwise your mom masterfully kept it under control. You panted like a dog as ropes and ropes of thick cream fired into her bowl, filling it up.
By the time the bowl was threatening to overflow, you still hadn't finished your climax. To resolve this, your mom simply leaned down and slurped your dicknipple's cockhead into her mouth and sucked down the last of your load. You could hear her loud gulps as she effortlessly accepted the last vestiges of her son's tiddie orgasm.
You let out a big sigh as your 2nd breast orgasm of the morning ended. Your mom slid her mouth back up your length until the cockhead popped free with a FFFFFOP!
"Thanks, sweetie!" she grinned, then immediately scooped up some cereal with her spoon and started to eat. "Mmm! Oh honey, this is wonderful!" she added with a mouthful of cornflakes and cum-milk.
You just relaxed back against your headboard and watched your mom eat with interest. She clearly really enjoyed the flavors of your milk, and the lewdness of it all only made your original cock throb harder.
After only a minute, your mom finished her bowl of cereal and set the bowl down on your nightstand.
"Ahhhhhhh! Delicious as always! Thank you so much honey!" she doted.
"Uh, n-no problem mom," you answered.
Your mom's eyes then wandered down and noticed the horrible tent your cock was making in your pajama bottoms. "Oh honey, did I do that? You must really love feeding your mommy, huh?"
Before you could possibly protest, your mom yanked down the front of your bottoms, causing your average cock to fling upward, reveling in its freedom. A drop of pre was already oozing down the shaft, and your mom watched with a smile as it throbbed for several long moments.
"Now I can thank you properly, haha!" she giggled, taking a hold of your rigid 7-incher and jacking you off for a 2nd time.
"Oh, fffffffffffffuck!" you groaned.
"Just relax, sweetie," your mom bade. "Let mommy take care of you."
You did as she asked and allowed yourself to go limp. You noticed both of your dicknipples were still erect, even after two orgasms. They must have permanent boners, you figured. Well, so much for wearing shirts ever again.
Inevitably, your eyes shifted once more to staring at your mom's camel-toe.
It was right there.
Surely if she's doing me, I can do her? you thought.
Brazenly -- and fully expecting a slap -- you reached your left hand over into her crotch and began to lightly rub at her pussy through her bottoms.
Surprisingly, instead of recoiling, your mom nudged closer to you, enabling you an even firmer grip on her nethers. After rubbing around the fabric for a bit and causing a stain of lovejuice, you decided you wanted to ramp things up a bit.
Bringing your hand to the waistband of her yoga pants, you immediately slid the hand under and into her panties beneath. Within a second, you came into contact with your mom's sopping wet steaming hot folds.
Your mom moaned sexily as you rubbed at her engorged clit, then gasped as you dove three fingers into her gushing canal.
"Oh, honey! Don't stop!" she whimpered.
SCHLK SCHLK SCHLK SCHLK SCLHK
The room abounded with wet penetrative noises as you fingered her vigorously. It was joined by the sound of your pre-slickened shaft passing through your mother's tightening grip.
Both of you were succeeding in driving the other wild.
But what happened next?
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