Mommy

Mrs. Underskirt pulls you closer, her breath hot on your face. Her fingers curl themselves through your hair and to the back of your head. The slight tug of your hair makes your heart leap for a moment.

"You can call me mommy." She says in a whisper. "Theres only one way to treat boys who help mommys. By letting you lick the cream right off the beater." Her hand pulls gently on your hair, leading you slowly to your knees. Just as your eyes reach her waist the lights turn off.

You struggle to adjust your eyes in the dark, now kneeling on the cold kitchen floor. Above you the sound of bowls rattling followed by a goop.

"Oh no the lights, its ok mommy has the beater ready for you to suck off. Just open your mouth." Mrs. Underskirt says im the dark.

Heart thumping madly in your chest, you do as she says. Maybe its instinct, maybe you just know what to expect, either way you stick your tongue out and flick it in the dark. A few flicks in and your tongue connects with something smooth, creamy and sweet. You glide your tongue across and around a smooth sweet head before down a long sickingly sweet side. You glide down far longer than expected before you nose slams into a hairy wall. Naturally you trace your tongue back the way you came, thrashing wildly around the shaft searching for more sweetness. Back at the round front you arch forward and take the beater into your mouth searching frantically for more sweet. The beater twitches.

This wasnt the cold metal of a beater. With a plop you remove the beater just as the lights turn back on.

Sara underskirt stands in front of you. Cock shining with spit and cream poking from under her apron. You hear matt yell "sorry!" From the other room. Sarah barely reacts as she drizzles more frosting right on her cock causing it to sag slightly under the weight. "Well? I think bad boys need to finish what theyve started and help clean mommy off."

"Yes.." you mumble mouth drooling at the sight of her.

With a firm grab of your hair she twists you over to the kitchen counter still on your knees. "Yes mommy!" She commands.

"Yes mommy!" You mimic.

"Good now heres a treat." She says as, with a small squat, dips her large bulbous balls into a ball of sprinkles.

You dive to her balls and lick frantically the sweet tiny suger bits, her package twitching wildly. Covered entirely you lick and suck on every inch of her sack. The sweet smell quickly mixing with a musky one. A smell that you cant get enough of. Without command you reach around grabbing her entire waist and shove her cock as far down your throat as possible. Spit and sugar combine as you gag slightly, starting to bob back and forth on her long hard shaft. Her cock flooding your mouth as drool pours down your mouth.

Mrs. Underskirth hums satisfied as she works above you, mixing and baking. You twist and suck on her shaft **** to get a reaction. Deeper, harder faster. Bobbing up and down, back and forth. A plop as her cock pulls out of your mouth. You push your lips to the side of her cock and suck. Tongue lashing back and forth you stroke her cock vigorously with one hand. Her knees buckle slightly and her humming pauses.

"Dear me, mommy hasnt been sucked off this well in a long time. Would you like to swallow mommys cream?"

You dive back onto her cock, nose slamming against her hairy pubic. One hand pulling her deeper into your mouth then other rapidly rolling her balls in your hands. "Gaggegeuehdgdudh" you reply gagging on her thick cock.

"Mommy has waited so long for this... uhh yesss." She screams throwing her head back in pleasure.

Her cock twitches wildly as a thick cream shoots down the back of your throat. You gag and pull the cock out of your mouth. Cum pours from your mouth as her cock co tinues to stream into your face. Seconds pass as Mrs. Underskirts long underappreciated cock orgasms directly onto your face.

Looking up at her she smiles down, "now get to work mommys shaft needs cleaning."