Cock Worship

“Keep it up, faggot, make Mama cum just by doing this,” she orders. I continue licking Mom's cock as she calls me a faggot, again, smiling against her meat. The reprogramming makes me oblivious to the forbidden nature of what I'm doing, now.

My eyes flutter rapidly up at her as I kiss my way down her meat, then lick my way back up again. I don't talk, I just simply continue to lick up, kiss down. Mom smiles in pleasure as she looks at me, “That's it, fag. Keep worshipping Mama's meat.”

Her fingers curl in my hair, stroking my scalp as I continue to worship her. I moan gently against her thick cock, offering her some pleasurable vibrations as I continue. When Mom coos in pleasure, I lick harder, grinding the tip of my tongue in.

“Fuck, yes, you little fucking faggot!” Mom moans the words, rolling her hips and grinding her prick against my mouth as I kiss my way down her length. “Worship that cock, faggot!” I smile lovingly against her rod as I lick my way up the shaft.

I can feel her heat bubbling, taste the slick sweetness of her yearning on my tongue. I simply moan, continuing to worship her meat like she deserves for calling me such names. She strokes my hair, brushing it out of my face as I grind my tongue.

“Such a good little fag,” Mom purrs the words, “Just what Mama deserves. You're right where you belong, faggot.” I moan happily against her cock, kissing my way down her meat once more, worshipping like a supplicant at a grand, sacred altar.

“Fuck, you're so good at worshipping meat, faggot!” she hisses the words with yearning, her cock leaking more profusely. She growls with need, holding my hair tightly in one hand as the fingers of the other clamp on the counter behind her.

Her breath hitches, and she growls with need, but pulls my hair, forcing me to stop. I look up at her, blinking, confused by the interruption. Mom strokes my scalp gently, cooing with arousal, “Just a moment, faggot. Mama needs just a moment.”

“Okay, faggot,” she sighs after a minute, pulling my head back, and I resume worshipping her, “That's it, faggot. Good fag.” I moan lovingly, worshipping her cock anew, bringing her added pleasure, even as she edges herself several more times.

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