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Chapter 3 by Von Tron Von Tron

What goes through your mind?

I don't care!

You really don't care what she has to say. You were tired and she was creeping around at night, things happen. All you have to say to her is: Blow me!

The energy from before pulses over you, quite strongly.

Clarisa stops mid-sentence, as if she felt it too.

Uncrossing her legs, she stood up and walked over, arms folded. Kneeling down in front of you, she gives you a serious look.

"Now, I'm only doing this to help you control your urges." She says, with out even batting an eyelash, "I know boys your age will have trouble dealing with it and then they go do something like before. So, I'm going to... relieve you."

Before you can respond, she'd already reached out and yanked your boxers down, leaving her face-to-face with your manhood.

"Well, you really do need this." She says wistfully, studying intensely the shaft standing erect before her, "Your mother's got a handle on it, now."

Quite literally, in fact, as she gets a firm grip and starts a gentle stroking motion. Precum leaks from the tip like a river, coating her hand and you. Leaning in, she begins to lick her hand, as she strokes, before moving up towards the tip, lapping up any spills.

After a soft kiss, on the head of your penis, she takes the whole thing into her mouth, letting her wet tongue work magic, wrapping round every part of it and sucking up all the juices.

It's not long before your balls have drawn up and you're ready to blow a massive load, right into her mouth. She sees this and starts sucking harder and longer, as if trying to suck the lust right out of you.

She soon get's her wish, as you feel a release and begin firing round after round into your mother's mouth, each blast being met by a loud, blissful moan from her.

Finally, she finishes, after licking every bit of sperm up and giving your softening dick a loving kiss.

"Any time it get's like that, you come to me and I'll take care of you." She whispers gently, pressing her soft breasts against your crotch, as she did.

With that, she stood up, straightened out her nightie and left for bed. She did seem much happier than usual, though.

What do you do, now?

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