Mommy Lily

Her request is weird, even a little unsettling, but something about it feels almost enticing, it feels right. "Why?" You ask.

Her voice is so soothing, she caresses your cheek as her pussy caresses your cock. "You never had a real mother, no woman to take care of you, but I can, I can be just that... I can take care of you and nurture you. Haven't I just done that? I have found you a house to life in and a suitable girl to court, I'll give you some much more because I love my big boy and I want him to be happy and healthy." Her hand touches your tummy and she briefly uses it to move her hips. Her slit burns around your dick, it would be so easy to penetrate her... so tempting. But you are a man, you are not supposed to show that much initiative. "And healthy boys... They cum all the time and make a mess... But mommy will be always there to clean it."

"I didn't mean that." Your horniness gives you the courage to speak more than you should.

"What?"

"I did not ask why I would need a mom, I meant why do you want to be called that."

"Oh, that... well..." she blushes, her pale skin turning into a deep red. "I might just be a bit of a pervert..." She starts to move faster. "Would you keep that secret for me, my boy?" She rides faster, humping your cock in all its extension. Her folds are so open and generous that they cover your cock almost as if you were inside her. "Would you be a good boy and please your mommy?" Your hands become claws as they grab her generous flesh. Her eyes are so needy.

"Cum for me."

She feels so heavy on top of you.

"Mommy needs to know that her boy is healthy."

Her breath becomes erratic. All you feel is her, all you smell is her.

"Fill her with your tasty seed. Make her proud."

You feel it so close, she wants it so bad.

"Go on... Please."

Once you start to cum, the illusion is broke for just a second as you feel your seed not filling her interiors but falling upon your own stomach. She is so happy as she sees you cum so much. It comes out so vigorously that it also stains her own tummy and breast as it reaches for the sky. One drop even manages to be caught by her jaw as she looks down to gaze at the lewd spectacle. She wants to see everything.

"So much... So much..." She says with her shinny eyes.

The next minutes are expended in a state of pure bliss as you feel her clean you. She doesn't use her mouth as Amelia would, instead she uses a sort of strange edgeless knife to collect all the musky material and she does so humming a motherly song. You see her pour the entirety of it into and ornamented glass, the sort of glass you would use to drink an exquisite liquid. You see her mix it with a pinkish liquid and she stirs it with care. She drinks it slowly, like the refined woman that she is. And then she smiles to you, to make sure that you know she is pleased.

What wouldn't you do for that smile?