You clean mommy

I crawled over to mommy, on a sexual high and in a daze at all of this. I slowly got to the deck chair and looked at mommy, my mommy made eye contact with me. She had that look of you don’t need me to say anything you know where to clean. I looked at her face, her perfect goddess face covered in dried cum and without her saying or asking, I leaned in closer. She closed her eyes in anticipation I paused because of the strong smell, but pushed on. My mom moved a bit and then I was jolted as I felt something on the tip of my sissy clit.

I looked down and saw my mommy had slowly turned herself onto her side and bent her knee over the deck chair and was using her knee to stimulate my sissy clit.

I went in now being rewarded for trying by the touch of my mommy for licking off my cum from her face and chest.

“Maybe having a permanent man figure around the house will make you a man.” mom said in a mocking tone

Almost knowing it will probably make me feel less of a man by the time the relationship has ended. My mommy really knew how to humiliate sissy’s. And then I did it feeling her dried covered cum cheek with my tongue I slowly licked. But not much cum was coming off, I then knew I would have to cover her in my saliva to get this cum off. I proceeded to spend a lot of time on one patch at a time to clean her up. My favorite part was licking her boobs, mommy really liked the attention and her heavy breathing and moans revealed how much she enjoyed nipple play.

“Oh god… baby… you are nearly finished.. oh … oh… you are getting me all wet down there.” mommy said breathlessly.

Her knee was rubbing my sissy clit tip more this slight touch was better than the limp handjob there was more contact for me to get off on.

“Ok baby boy. Stop and get me a wet towel and a dry towel in the house.” she moaned.

“And baby take off your clothes and wear by black thong and bra that I left in the kitchen.”

I got harder at the thought of wearing her underwear, again I wasn’t one to get off on being a cuck or a sissy or crossdressing. Why was this the best turn on for me all of the sudden. I basically ran into the house. I went through the kitchen and into the main hall, up the stairs and up to the second floor. I went down the corridor towards the biggest bathroom and grabbed two towels. I wetted one lightly and ran back down into the kitchen. And there I froze looking at the pile of my mom’s clothes near the kitchen sink. It looked onto the decking and garden beyond, I saw that Brad and mom were talking and both had sat down at the table and chairs now. But I noticed that you could probably see all the horny teenagers. So had my mom waited and then very openly skinny-dipped in front of an audience of horny teens. I looked at the clothes and grabbed her bra first and put that on it took a while to work out how it worked. I resorted to clipping it whilst it was backwards and resting on my chest, I spun it around and pulled it up so the straps went over my shoulders and I moved it a little until it felt comfortable. The thong was easier to put on clearly, but the front felt wet when I handled it. I involuntarily brought it up to my face and smelt the spot. My mom was getting horny at the thought of skinny-dipping. I dropped them, almost throwing them away.