Hand Jobs and Facials

I was shocked, but I nodded and laid back on the bed. I imagined my mom taking off her dress and laying naked on top of me. I imagined her tits pressing against my face, her pussy rubbing against my hard cock, then sliding down my shaft until she was sitting on my lap. I felt her hands on my thighs, squeezing them tight.

Then she slid off of me and onto the floor in front of me. She spread her legs wide open, showing me her shaved pussy. I could see the glistening wetness covering her lips. Her hand reached between her legs, pushing inside her hot box.

"Fuck!" I cried out. I was so close to cumming. I opened my eyes and remembered that it was my dad doing this to me.

"Oh shit, dad," I said. "You feel like mom would."

"I am your mom," he said. "Or rather, I will be. Just relax and enjoy yourself."

I looked back down at his crotch, where his cock was getting bigger and harder. He was stroking it as he stared at my exposed cock and balls. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.

"Oh crap," he said. "I'm gonna cum."

His cock exploded, shooting streams of hot jizz straight toward my face. I closed my eyes and tried to block out the smell and taste of it. I felt the warm liquid cover my chin and drip down my neck.

When he was done I opened my eyes and stood up. I wiped my face and moved out of the way to allow him to clean up.

"Sorry," he said. "I guess I got carried away."

"It's fine," I said. I sat down on the other side of the bed. "So are we going to do this every night?"

"I hope so," he said. "If you want me to be your mommy. I bet I'm better than the real one."

"Well, maybe you could try," I said.

"Okay," he said. He leaned forward and gave me a kiss. I kissed back, feeling his soft tongue press against mine. When he pulled back he looked at me.

"But I'm not a very good mommy," he said.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"Because I'm a man," he said. "Does that bother you?"

I shook my head and grabbed his cock. I stroked it up and down. It was starting to harden again.

"Not at all," I said.

"Good," he said. "I knew you liked girls like daddy."

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"You know," he said. "The kind of girl you want to have sex with."

"Like Mom?" I asked.

"Mmmm hmm," he said. "We can go on the internet and watch some porn if you like. I'm sure there are plenty of sites that feature mothers and sons. I'll be mommy and jerk you off while we watch."