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Chapter 9 by wgarvin wgarvin

How to finish?

Between her ruby lips

"You'd better take me in your mouth," I gasped.

"I shouldn't...." Her stroking faltered slightly.

"Take me in your mouth, Hope. Catch my come."

"I don't think I could..." she looked worried, maybe even frightened.

"Let me come in your mouth, Hope... pretty, please." I said somewhat forcefully.

Her red lips immediately covered my cockhead as I began to erupt into her mouth, pulse after pulse of come disappearing down her rapidly-swallowing throat.

"MMm god yes," I sighed as her hands milked the last from me. Her talented hands slowed their stroking, her red lips still fastened around me. "Thank you. I feel much better." Her beautiful mouth came off me with a soft pop.

"Could you please clean the rest of the come of my cock please, Hope?" She gladly slid her hand up my cock, collecting any remaining juice, then licked it clean. She repeated this motion a few times, just to make sure.

"Thank you very much," I said, politely.

I stood up and asked her to refasten my pants and belt, which she did. I told her she could get up and go back to work now, and went and got a drink from the water dispenser again.

It was only another few minutes before mom came around the corner. She was now in a black jacket and skirt, with matching heels. Her lips were a much darker shade than they had been this morning, and her hair was back in its bun.

"Hi, babe," she said, and I noticed a little twinkle in her eye. "I was hoping you could help me with something in my office before we go." Her index finger surreptitiously slipped in and out of her painted lips.

I wondered if this change has also done something to my appetite.

"I'd love to help you... just one second..." Mom turned and walked back towards her office.

I leaned over the reception desk, where Hope was pretending to work, but obviously still flustered and confused. I noticed that her shirt was still open and her ripe treats still on display.

"Hope, please feel free to re-button your shirt. And please don't feel disturbed or upset about what happened with me today... I'm sure you enjoyed it as much as I did. In fact, please, pretty please, sometime today at your desk, I'd like you to make yourself climax thinking about my cock in your mouth... will you do that for me?" I smiled.

"Of course, Billy!" she said, looking happier already.

"Thank you," I said, and followed mom back to her office.

What to do with Mommy?

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