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Chapter 40 by nightsabe nightsabe

Get the door, or wreak your mom's throat? Think fast, this boner is killing me!

Wreck your mom's throat before doing anything else

Your mom's loud yelling startled you at first almost making you shrink back into your pre-blowjob universe loser self. But then you remembered this was your blowjob heaven and she was now just another of your new fucktoys.

"DAVID!! GET THE DOOR- OH WHAT ARE YOU-" *GLUURGH* *GACK GACK GACK* "MMMPH!! MMMMPHH!" Your mom jumps in surprise as you hop in the shower and with the strength granted to you by blowjob universe you easily push her down to a sitting position in the shower before grabbing two fistfuls of her hair and spearing your cock down her throat as she panickedly flails her arms and feet around.

The shower is slippery and she isn't able to get her legs under her as she desperately tries to stop your violent **** by slapping your thighs repeatedly and screaming into your messy crotch. You're completely numb to the **** struggle of your mother for relief though, as all the sexual feelings you repressed deeply into the back recesses of your mind were all unleashed instantly, like a huge dam suddenly bursting and you thrust your monster cock with inhuman speed back and forth. You're pretty sure in real life you'd be doing some permanent damage to her throat and respiratory system, thankfully the sluts in this universe were sturdier than normal although you honestly didn't even care at this point.

You pause your hammering for a moment and push in as deep as you can, then look down and stare into the eyes of the woman who birthed you, raised you and tucked you in at night. Her face is a sloppy mess of mucus, sweat, and tears and her eyes look terrified and confused, and you get a surge of pleasure at the sense of dominance over the one figure who'd held the most power over you throughout your entire childhood. Arguably a big reason why you turned out a loser, at least that's what you've always told yourself. You mercilessly fuck your mother's mouth with less respect than you would a fleshlight.

You realize you could make her less **** and maybe even actually crave this type of ****, and you might do that later but for now this is too much fun.

Your mom's muffled screaming and slapping grow weaker as you cram your entire length into her, past her throat and reaching well into her esophagus, her nose is completely mashed up against your pubes and then you hold her down balls deep for a minute as you feel youself approaching your climax, denying her the right to breathe.

DING DING DING*

You'd completely tuned out and forgotten about the door while you bred your mother's throat. You watch as Sarah's face goes from red to purple, to blue and her eyes rollback and yell: "CUMMING!!" in response to the doorbell as you release another huge load straight into your now **** mother's stomach.

You release your abused mom's head and she slides off your cock and lands limply on her back in the shower floor with a wet thud. You shut off the shower head which had been landing on you but you barely felt it whike you were busy having fun to make sure your **** mother didn't drown, then take a glance quick glance at your handywork.

You came so much into Sarah that even though you released straight into her stomach some of it came up and is dribbling from her lips and nose, while her eyelids are half closed and her eyes rolled back: completely passed out. She looms utterly abused and defiled: never looked more beautiful in your opinion.

You walk out of the bathroom squelching over the floor due to your wet clothes but dry yourself off the moment you think you wished you were dry. Sweet.

You answer the door and find...

Who's at the door?

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