Both?

Vaguely, I noticed her leave and then the sounds of the microwave going off somewhere. After what seemed to be an instant, she returned, crawled up on the bed and turned me slightly so she could re-do the handcuffs before she lifted my body so that I was now cradled in one of her arms. The next thing I knew, the gag was removed and there was a baby bottle in my mouth and I was obediently drinking down a warm, slightly sweet and nutty tasting white fluid. "This is a special formula I came up with with my last girlfriend. It's supposed to make you extra fertile while also making your heat cycle a bit more intense, making your pussy extra receptive."

For a moment, silence fell as I drank the formula, and Sara caught her breath. The stuff must have been working 'cause suddenly she laid me down on my back, letting me hold the bottle. "You keep drinking that. Don't spill or you'll be punished."

She sat up and slid between my legs, her hardening cock slapping against my clit, drawing adorable little squeaks from me around the bottle in my mouth. Reaching up she cupped my breasts and fondled them for a moment. "You know, you have the cutest little tits. And they're so hard and probably very sensitive at the moment," she said and I just nodded, her caresses working on making my pussy more inviting.

After a moment of boob groping, she sat up and began to rub her thick cock along my soaking wet slit. "You are very well lubricated, miss," she remarked. "There is something I have been curious about since I met you." Without warning she flopped so she was flat on her stomach her mouth inches from a sea of pussy juices and cum. She took a long lick of my left inner thigh, causing me to moan around the bottle that was quickly emptying.

Then came another long lick of my right inner thigh, making sure she got pure pussy juice. "Mmm...yes. You taste even better than I had hoped." And she promptly went to work cleaning my pussy and thighs of all the fluids she could until my bottle was empty.

"All done?" She asked as she say up and returned to her spot between my thighs, rock hard cock smacking once again against my sensitive love nub. I nodded as she began to rub that stick of stone through my still leaking folds. "It feels so good just to rub your pussy like this. Not even entering, just rubbing. I shall have to experiment with this later. For now, I've got a job to do," she said and began pressing her cock into my pussy again.

I began to moan loudly in joy, but was silenced by her lips against mine and her tongue invading my throat. Momentarily shocked, I quickly returned the kiss. A kiss that was broken ass soon as she had fully entered me, once again filling my completely. When she broke the kiss I found that I was now sitting up. "Do you prefer to be called names and talked down to while you have sex? Should I call you things like bitch, slut, and whore?" I vigorously nodded as she replaced the ball gag. "You may call me Mistress or Miss Sara. Mommy even if you want."

Nodding in understanding, I watched as she laid down and I found myself in a cowgirl position, honestly, one of my favorites. At that moment though, I was little confused. I figured she was eager to do all the work, but now I found myself on top, her hands playing with my breasts. "Well, go on. You know what to do," she encouraged and after a moment to collect myself, I slowly lifted my self up her shaft with my knees before allowing my self to fall hard to her hips, a jolt of pleasure zipping through me. "That's it. Just like that. Come on," she cooed and bounced her hips upward, driving her meat stick slightly further into me and while my brain processed that jolt, I fell fully onto her cock again.

As soon as I regained my composer, I began to bounce on her cock in a decent rhythm. "That's a good little slut. Fuck my cock. You like Mommy's cock deep inside you?"

I nodded as she took hold of my hips and helped me quicken the pace, my hands still handcuffed behind me. I rode that cock like a fucking pro, too. "Yeah and you're going to take all of mommy's cum 'cause you want to bare mommy's pups, huh?"

At that point, the mommy thing getting a little weird and I was about to protest, but fresh off one helping of cum, she apparently wasn't a lengthy second cummer as she began to grunt and I found suddenly found myself on my back again, her cock buried as far as it could go, filling me once again, her lips pressed against my, the gag....somewhere, I don't know. "Oh, yeah, that's a good girl. Take all my cum."

Breaking the kiss after we were both frankly empty, she on cum and me on energy, we fell our separate ways and was reminded of how good fresh air was. Ball gags are nice and all, but inhaling rubber, plastic, and my own saliva wasn't very fun. "No... No mommy... shit... Miss... Sara." I heaved out between gasps.

Laughter came from her in short breaths. "Of course, miss... I don't want... to make you... uncomfortable."