Does he have a futa he likes?
Miss Clema
He gave Summer a look as she stared at him with knowing eyes. She had him like a mouse in a trap as she made her son gulp.
"I... I do not have a futa that I would say that I like... but there is someone..."
"Oh? Tell me which one of your little friends has caught my sons eye~ Tell me if they want a piece of that ass as well." Summer asked as he flushed trying to think of a way to respond before he looked down and flushed.
"It's not a friend of mine..."
"Oh? Wait a second if it is not a friend you are not being bothered by any other student are you? Nothing more than the usual aggressive flirting right?" Summer asked a hint of worry in her tone. She might be a playful mother but she took her children's emotional and physical safety in very high regard as he blushed.
"W-what? No that's not it.."
"Then what is it? Tell me who you like! If it's not a student wait a second." She paused as the realization slowly began to dawn on her.
"Do you like a teacher then?"
"I... I may?"
"Oh that is so adorable! My little boy has eyes set far above the normal futas! Tell me which one is it?"
"M-my science teacher..."
"Oh? Wait is that miss Clema?" The futa asked as he blushed as she grinned.
"Now let's get you ready to woo a real mature futa!"
"H-how are you going to show me that?"
"By showing you what a real futa wants!" She said standing up as she began to pull him upstairs he let out a gasp as he was dragged upstairs before he could protest he was in his mothers room. A large double king sized bed dominated the center of the room. Several large windows currently curtained kept most of the daylight out and thick wooden floors kept the feet warm. He was pulled inside to one of the large closets as it was flung open he saw several pairs of lingerie as he flushed. His mind going wild as she pulled out several pieces of clothing frilly and soft as she began to hum.
"Ok first we find a good set of clothing then we make sure to send her some pictures showing off just how much you want to make her your owner!"
"I don't want a owner!"
"But all good males need a owner. So get on your knees!" She asked but at the same time she forced him to his knees before he could even ask her what she was doing she pulled her cock out the thick two and a half feet of wrist thick futa dick smacked him on his face, her pale monolith dominated his soft feminine mocha face her thick heavy musk made his eyes water as a deep heavy smell that reminded him of honey and meat filled his nostrils as he gulped breathing it in as she quickly put her dick tip to his lips.
"Now open up! I want to see you gag and hear you choke!" She said as she gripped him by the back of the head and began to force her cock past his lips making him choke as she let out a deep groan of pleasure as she began to slam her cock inside of his throat.
"There we go!~ Now I can tell what you look good in! I have to get my cock in your mouth to really know what you are going to look good in. It can't be a good read if I don't know what you sound and look like with a futa dick going into your throat. Now keep on sucking and I want to hear you choking on this cock so I can make sure that your futa will know what you look and sound with a thick futa dick down your mouth!" She chirped as she continued to face fuck her step son looking through pairs of panties, thongs, stockings, thigh highs and the like as she hummed and kept up her look as she slammed into her step son's soft mouth!
"Now let's see just what we are going to put you in first, I think that something pink or maybe orange would look good on you. What do you think? Orange? Pink? I think that either is good but there has to be something that works well!"
Did she focus on face fucking or clothing choice?
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