The good stuff

There She is, my hot mother, kneeling before me, tits on display, eyes white and empty, mouth open and vacant.

I unzip a pull my cock out, giving it a quick stroke before slapping her in the face with it. "Service me fuckmeat." I demand, the power of the situation rushing to my head. "Blowjob."

I watch her face thrust forward as she impales herself on my cock, almost immediately gagging. I chuckle with delight as the mindfucked automoton continues to use her mouth to fuck my dick.

Before long drool and precum cover her face and tits and she is buried to my hilt. I see her face go red as she starts passing out. All self preservation forgotten as she drowns herself in my dick. I slowly pull out before she passes out. My manhood coming out between those red lips with a loud pop. A long thick strand of spit and precum flys off my cock and swings into her face, connecting the two friends for several moments longer.

"Enter Mom-mode you useless cockholster" I spit at her. Stroking my cock at the sight beneath me, anxious to cum and mark my property for the first of many times. "Talk dirty to me until I'm done popping."

The change in her is startling, making me pause the minstrations on my penis for several moments. Before my eyes her eyes undialted, it seemed like you could see her soul, her life enter them again as she flashed me a big smile "Yes master, this worthless fuckmeat will do anything to make you cum all over my slutty mommy face."

It wasn't perfect, the eyes were still slightly dialated, the emotions hollow, her smile too big, everything just a little too uncanny-valley. But it would pass a cursory examination, and in the haze of my approaching orgasm it was good enough.... for now. "Yeah mommy, open wide, I'm gonna mark you. Stain your face with my seed, show the world your my personal whore." I was gasping, barely holding off my incoming orgasm.