He follows Charlene

Before Andrew could think, he was following his mother up towards the master bedroom.

A few days ago he would have been out of the house in a flash but with everything that had happened since then, his willpower was almost completely drained.

Compared to the other humiliations Andrew had experienced, sucking on a plastic cock was a walk in the park and his subconscious mind internally rationalised that it would be much easier to just do what his mother asked so it would be over as quickly as possible, while his conscious mind had no opinion; Andrew just did not care anymore.

In the bedroom, Charlene had stuck the two dildos to her mirrored cupboard door via the suckers, and Andrea joined her in kneeling down in front of one, ‘hers’ being the black one.

“Now how about we start off by you showing me how much of it you can take”, Charlene instructed, and Andrea obliged, opening ‘her’ mouth and taking the whole rubber dongle down ‘her’ throat till the balls rested upon ‘her’ chin.

“Holy shit, that’s amazing! You’re a natural! That’s way more than I could have taken at your age!”, Charlene enthusiastically complemented her ‘daughter’.

Andrew meanwhile still felt the familiar twinge of shame, but the cavernous sensation of emptiness dwarfed such aggravations.

Even more worrying was the arrival of a new feeling in Andrew’s mind; a small welling of pride, that his mother was proud of him and that he had achieved something by surpassing his mother, even if it was in feminine sluttiness.

“Fabulous, now why don’tcha show me how you use your tongue?”, ordered Charlene, Andrea once again obliging and giving the small licks over the shaft and balls that Brian had become accustomed to.

“Hmm, very good, but why don’tcha try moving your tongue like this”.

Charlene demonstrated how to take huge, languid strokes with her tongue over every inch of the shaft without losing contact and as instructed, Andrea made ‘her’ own attempt.

Charlene complimented the effort and continued teaching her ‘daughter’ various techniques for giving head, demonstrating for ‘her’ on her own dildo.

About an hour later, Charlene brought up another point.

“Boys really love it when you moan their name when you blow them, so try moaning Brian’s”.

This was something Andrea had never done in ‘her’ previous dick-sucking sessions and ‘she’ was pleased to find that ‘her’ sense of revulsion was not entirely quashed as ‘she’ felt the strong urge to abandon this lesson altogether.

Ultimately ‘her’ nihilism won out and ‘she’ made a feeble attempt at saying, “…Brian”, as ‘she’ inserted the fake penis into and out of ‘her’ gullet.

“No honey, you need to put more feeling into it”, Charlene encouraged, and with a little more tutelage, Andrea was moaning “Oh Brian… you’re like so big and manly, you’re totally filling up my tight little throat pussy”, like ‘she’ was a natural-born slut.

“You’re amazing, darlin’! You’ve almost got everything down. Keep on practicing what I taught ya while I go and get something”, Charlene directed before disappearing from the room.

Almost in a fugue state, Andrea acquiesced and continued to coat the ginormous fake cock with ‘her’ saliva, stroking the shaft and pleasuring the balls as ‘she’ did.