Harsh Irrumatio

Mom's hips start to move as I continue sucking her cock, sliding herself to the hilt, grinding down my throat. I blink, but offer my mother no resistance. I moan softly, sucking her cock as best I can as Mom slowly sets about fucking my mouth.

“Fuck, yes, faggot,” Mom moans the words, the strands of my hair taut in her coiled fingers, beginning to sway her hips. My eyes flutter up at her, and she looks down at me, smirking with confidence as her thick cock slides out of my mouth.

“That's right, fag, suck Mama's fat cock like it's the only thing you're good for!” Mom purrs, “Greedy cum-starved faggot!” I lovingly grind my tongue against the underside of her cock as she pumps faster and harder with every thrust against me.

“Gonna pound your fucking faggot mouth, bitch!” she growls with arousal, beginning to get rougher and harsher in her movements. Gripping my head in both hands, her hips slap against my cheeks hard enough to sting, balls hitting my chin.

“Take it, you stupid brainwashed little faggot!” Mom snarls with lust. I moan softly in answer, sucking as best I can, doing my best to take it as my brain rewires based on Amy's reprogramming. As Mom fully controls my body, I can only take this.

I moan happily, my lips stretched taut around my mother's fat cock as she hammers into me. I can't think of anything but my Mom's cock as I stare at her hips, taut skin and trimmed hair pulling away from me and then slamming back in again.

“Swallow on Mama's cock, faggot!” Mom snarls, and I swallow as her balls hit my chin, moaning as she pulls back swiftly, “Again, faggot! Every fucking time, fag!” I swallow again as her balls hit my chin, and again each time they strike home.

“That's it, so fucking good, faggot!” Mom growls lustfully, ramming me like it's the only reason in the world I exist right now, in this moment, and I moan happily. I can't smile with such a thick dick stretching my lips taut, but I suck her hard.

“Yea, you like this, don't you, fag?!” Mom snarls louder, grunting with the effort of ramming me as I moan an affirmation, “I fucking knew it, you fucking mindless brainwashed faggot slut!” I don't argue, couldn't if I wanted to at the moment.

Mom doesn't care, either way, I'm sure. My throat stretches around her prick as she slams in, forcing me to take it for two further hours before she starts to pulse. Her muscles are glistening with sweat from using me for four straight hours, now.

“Fuck! Yes! FUCKING TAKE IT, FAGGOT!” Mom snarls the words at me lustfully, gripping my head hard, but not enough so that it would hurt.