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You couldn't leave if someone were in trouble. Maybe they would know more about what's happening. As you got closer to the sound, it suddenly stopped. You're pretty sure it was coming from the washing room. Carefully you open the door seeing all the rundown machines that look like they belonged in a junkyard.

"Hello?" you whispered, your bat still raised high in case of an attack. Walking down, you heard the door you came in from slam shut and a lock click. You turn around to see a woman standing there with a hungry look in her eyes that makes you feel like you are staring down a lioness.

"Miss, are you alright?" you ask, taking a step backwards, but the hot milf takes a step forward.

"Oh, Mommy is just fine now that you're here," she said with a purr licking her lips as she continued to walk forward. "Don't be scared; I'm not going to hurt you. In fact, I'm going to do something that will feel amazing."

You're sure anyone would be overjoyed by such an offer, but you had no idea what was happening. Something inside you was screaming for you to run; her eyes were fixed on you like a hungry predator.

"What's the matter, John? Don't you recognize me?" She asks with a pout, you scan her body again, feeling your face grow warm, but you don't know who this is.

"My husband was always jealous of you; each time I asked if you could come over to help me, you would always say no, but then you would do anything that bitch Gwen would ask."

"Miss Spencer?" You asked, completely shocked. Miss Spencer was a milf before with her enormous ass and firm tits, but now she looked like a walking model.

"Oh, don't call me that. Call me Mommy."

You continued to take steps backwards until you felt the wall on your back the lusty milf was just a few steps away from. You ran to the side and made a mad dash to the door leading to your freedom, but you were knocked to the ground before you could reach the handle.

"I always wanted children, but my husband must have been shooting blanks; he always complained whenever I asked for sex. But you're a good boy. You wouldn't say no to Mommy, would you? After all, bad boys get punished." The milf said seductively as she lifted you easily before shoving you into a washing machine. The top half of your body was now stuck, leaving the crazy woman free to do as she pleased.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this to you, John."

You felt your trousers violently ripped off, exposing your tasty meat to the hungry predator. You feel her press her nose under your cock and above your balls before she takes a deep breath of your musk.

You feel her body shake in pure bliss as she holds in the smell before releasing her breath, "Ahhh", she moans as she continues to smell you. The stimulation was too much, and you could prevent yourself from getting hard; all six inches of you were standing at attention, and she certainly noticed.

"Mommy wants a taste" Before you could utter a single sound as a protest, she devoured your cock in a single gulp. You moaned from the sudden stimulation, encouraging the crazy woman to suck even harder.

Your virgin body was utterly at her mercy, you felt the heat from her throat, and every time she pulled back, she would circle the head of your cock with her tongue before plunging back down her throat.

"AHH!" you yelled, completely defenceless from the pleasure assaulting your brain. She continued to suck her treat eagerly; when she paused momentarily, your lust-filled brain felt disappointed you didn't finish.

That was until you felt her place your legs over her shoulders, hoisting you into the air; she held onto your thighs with an iron grip. "I hope you're ready, Baby; momma gonna suck you dry."

You feel her mouthing plunge down onto your cock; her sucking before felt like nothing; she was trying to suck you dry. All you could hear inside the metal washing machine was wet sucking.

'Glug, Slurp.' "I think I'm addicted to your cock, baby."

You let out a moan, your legs shaking from the pleaser; Miss Spencer dived back down, holding your cock in her tight hot throat; you felt her tongue licking your balls with your cock still in her throat.

This was too much, and finally, your cock released its load. Your hips jolted upwards, and Mommy pulled back, closing her lips around your cock head, making sure to continue sucking until you were dry.

Your head felt light, and you were dizzy; slowly, Mommy pulled you out of the machine and looked down at you with a loving gaze. She seemed bigger; no, you were smaller. Before, you were a solid 5 '5, but now you are barely 4 feet.

You looked up, hoping Mommy would give you some answers. Her cheeks were bulging slightly. You realised she was still holding your cum in her mouth, rolling it around with her tongue.

You couldn't work up the courage to ask Mommy. Wait why were you calling her 'Mommy?'

'Gulp' "Oh, is my baby confused?" she cooed, pulling your head into her chest to nurse you gently. You opened your mouth and gladly accepted her nipple, suckling gently.

"Dont worry, baby. Mommy will take care of you and your little cock forever."

You felt your mind slipping away from you as you greedily sucked her sweet milk down like it was the nectar of the gods. You didn't care what was happening anymore. All you cared about was Mommy.