Dinner

Mom called us for dinner. On the surface, everything looked the same. We sat at the table and started eating the sandwiches she'd made. But there were two small differences that made this dinner exceptionally sweet. My dear brother sat unusually subdued. Losing his manhood, being reduced to a little worm, hurt him deeply – and it should. That was the point.The other difference was Mom's gaze. It used to be full of contempt and disappointment, as if he was responsible for all the world's misfortunes. Now it was full of love and desire. We ate in absolute silence. For the first time in a long while, I enjoyed it. When we finished eating, Mom looked at me with the eyes of a begging puppy.

- What do you want, bitch? - I asked, pushing back from the table.

- Can I have dessert? - She licked her lips sensually.

I pretended to think about it, just to savor my brother's stunned expression, which seemed to scream: "Seriously? Mom…"

- Fine. - I replied, spreading my legs.

She was fast. In an instant, she slipped off her chair and crawled under the table, settling between my thighs. Just as quickly, she unzipped my pants and pulled down my boxers, freeing my erect scepter.

- Look, you failure. - she pressed her lips and nose against my cock. - This is what a real man looks like.

I felt divine. My brother's face was divine. My dick was definitely much bigger than his had ever been. He stared at it speechless, his face turning a lovely shade of green.

- What's wrong, little brother? - I stroked Mom's head as she took the head into her moist lips.

He opened his mouth and closed it. He clearly wanted to say something but didn't seem to know what. This silence was more pleasurable than a blowjob from my bitch. Hmm… Bitch. Yeah… I guess I have to get used to the fact that she's not my mom anymore. After all, no mother tightens her throat around her own son's dick with such delight. I began setting the rhythm for her. She tried to say something, and the vibrations only intensified the pleasure. All the while, Hunter sat there admiring my size. I smiled predatorily.

- What's wrong, little worm? - I asked, guiding Mom's head in rhythm. - Want to be in her place?

- Fuck off, loser. - he snarled and stood up.

- Poor thing. - I shook my head. - But you just gave me an interesting idea. - I murmured and came.

The bitch swallowed everything diligently and cleaned me up.