Daily chores

FunBags let out a whimper and pulled her hand out of her bikini, she was glistening with her own juices. She slowly made her way to the table, her cow tail plug swaying back and forth. She sat down in her chair and began to eat her breakfast, never taking her eyes off of Rick.

Rick got up and walked over to the counter, he poured himself a glass of orange juice and drank it in one gulp. He then turned to me and said "Cindy, why don't you go clean my room? I want it spotless for tonight."

I couldn't believe my ears, Rick was giving me the honor of cleaning his room.

I beamed with pride as I got up from my knees, my eyes locked onto Rick's. I couldn't wait to get started on cleaning his room. I felt a surge of excitement at the thought of being surrounded by his belongings, his smell, and his energy. I took a step forward, my legs still wobbly from the intense blow job session, and said, "Yes, Rick, I'll get right on it." My voice was laced with eagerness, and I could feel FunBags' gaze on me, her eyes burning with a mix of jealousy and arousal.

I walked up the stairs, each step a reminder of the privilege I had just been given. I reached Rick's room and opened the door, taking in the familiar scent of his belongings. I closed the door behind me and took a deep breath, feeling his energy surround me. I started with making the bed, smoothing out the sheets and plumping up the pillows. I then moved on to dusting, making sure to get every crevice of his dresser and desk. I could still taste his sweat and cum in my mouth, and it only fueled my desire to make his room perfect for him.

As I dusted the last corner of Rick's desk, my eyes landed on a small, framed photo of him and FunBags. They were both smiling, and Rick's arm was wrapped around her waist, pulling her close. I felt a pang of jealousy, but it was quickly replaced by a surge of excitement as I thought about the night ahead. I carefully placed the duster back in the closet and moved on to the floor, getting down on my hands and knees to vacuum the carpet. The hum of the vacuum filled the room, and I felt Rick's energy vibrating through the floorboards. Then all of a sudden, I couldn't help but notice the faint scent of Rick's cum on the carpet.

I continued vacuuming, my eyes fixed on the faint stain, and my mouth began to water in anticipation. I turned off the vacuum and set it aside, my hands instinctively reaching for the spot. I lowered my head, my tongue darting out to taste the remnants of Rick's cum. The salty flavor exploded on my taste buds, and I closed my eyes, savoring the moment.

Just as I was about to take another lick, I heard the door creak open behind me. I froze, my tongue still extended, as FunBags' voice whispered, "Oh, Cindy..." Her tone was a mix of surprise and arousal, and I knew I'd been caught.

I slowly pulled my tongue back, and turned my head to look at FunBags. She was standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and excitement. She took a step forward, her cow tail plug swaying back and forth. She licked her lips, and said, "I didn't know you liked that taste so much, Cindy."

I felt my face flush with embarrassment, but I couldn't deny the truth in her words. I nodded, and said, "I do, I love the taste of Rick's cum."

FunBags took another step forward, and reached out to touch my hair.

FunBags' eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint as she gazed at the spot on the carpet where Rick's cum had left its mark. She took another step closer, her voice barely above a whisper, "Share it with me, Cindy. Let's taste it together." Her hand reached out, her fingers brushing against mine, sending a shiver down my spine. I felt a rush of excitement at the prospect of sharing this intimate moment with my mother.

I hesitated for a moment, my eyes locked onto the spot, before slowly nodding my head. FunBags' face lit up with a smile, and she dropped to her knees beside me.

As FunBags' knees touched the floor, the carpet fibers rustled softly beneath her weight. She leaned in closer, her face inches from the spot where Rick's cum had left its mark. I could feel her warm breath on my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. Her eyes locked onto mine, and I saw a flicker of excitement dance in their depths. She reached out a trembling hand, her fingers brushing against mine once more, before gently guiding my head back down to the spot.

I felt a rush of anticipation as our lips hovered above the carpet, the air thick with tension. FunBags' tongue darted out, and she tentatively licked the spot, her eyes never leaving mine.

After we licked up all the cum funbags pulled my heart stickers off and begin to suck on my jugs saying she needed to wash it down with something sweet.

I looked up just in time to see rick standing there recording the whole thing.

"Did you enjoy the show master" I said smiling at him.