[Make mom lactate]

I bolt for the wand and scoop it up before she could stand mom's eyes flick from me to the wand as she raises her hands as she a look of terror crosses her face as she stutters "John. Don't do anything you'll regret. Just give the wand to Mommy. You love your mommy and I love you. Oh god do I love you John. If you want something just ask mommy and she'll give it to you."

For a moment I did consider getting **** but the thought of her not giving me orders and not using me like a toy terrified me. Mom's look of utter betrayal made it even harder to think of what I wanted as all I wanted to do in this moment was to toss the wand aside and comfort her and beg for her forgiveness. I manage to say haltingly "Mom always provides and mother's milk is all I need."

We stand there froze for a moment as a dark spot starts to spread across her white blouse. She blinks a couple times as she expects something horrible to happens only for her to be broken out of it by the realization something wet on her chest. She touches the blouse and bring a few droplets of milk to her mouth. She blinks a couple more times before she saying incredulous "You naughty little femboy!"

Mom storms over to me before snatching the wand out of my hand. She towers over me my head coming perfectly level with her milk soaked chest. She rips open her blouse sending a button flying inches away from my head before grabbing my head and forcing my face against her large dark dripping nipple. As she grinds my face into her tits she growls "Open up damn you! Do you know how painful this is! I swear my tits are going to burst if you don't drain me."

"Please mommy! I'm trying but you aren't making it easy." I manage to cry out causing her to loosen her grip and allow me to pull back enough to take her tit in my mouth. I take a deep suckle causing the warm fluid to flood my mouth as I feel a wave of pleasure wash over me. One of mom's hands keeps me firmly attached as the other one squeezes my ass and pushes me into her as her fingers dance across my cheek until. With a rough motion mom's fingers dive into my boypussy and I try to gasp but mom keeps me firmly attached to her. Her fingers keep going in and out of my pussy as I feel a orgasm approaching but she stops and it's then that I realize I'm no longer getting anything out of her left breast. I manage to pull away and gasp for air only for another teat to replace the air.

"You naughty little toy. I...I...thought I wasn't good enough for you. I thought after everything you hated me." I'm dimly aware of mom talking and take a moment to peel my eyes away from her breast and look at her face. My heart sinks as I see several tears rolling down her face and I wiggle my ass against her hand. She gives me a weak smile before plunging her finger into my bussy again as she forces me to hump her. Her fingers dance in and out of me and as her right breast starts to run dry I feel my orgasm getting closer and closer. When the last drop hits my tongue mom's finger hits the right spot and my toes curl as I moan out painting my skirt with a few spurts of my seed.

Mom lets me drop to the floor before she stands over me looking down at me like goddess to a errant acolyte as the light above her gives her a fake halo . A few drops of her own precum hits the floor and I try to get on my knees but my full stomach and still weak legs prevents me. She gives me a smile as she examines her work and sees my milk stained face and shirt her smile however fades as she sees the stain on my skirt. She lifts it up seeing my exposed dicklette and demands "Why aren't you fully dressed!"

"I...I didn't know if you wanted me to wear a cage so I brought one down." I stammer as my face flushes.

"Of course I want you to wear one. My god what if some slut decides to steal a few drops of MY seed or some bitch decides to torment and laugh at you." She explains as if it's the most simple thing in the world. As she goes to retrieve the cage she picks up the wand and recites "Spick and span, not a mess and not a fuss."

The stains on our clothes vanish though the few drops of her juices remain on the floor looking at her plump ass as she bends over I use a finger to wipe it up before sticking it in my mouth. All traces of anger are gone from mom's face as she places the cage on me and gives me a peck on the forehead before helping me up. My legs are still shaky as she leads me to her can, a rather old sedan. I start to drift off to sleep with a full belly as we pull out and by the time we hit the actual road I'm out.