More hands lead to light work

Seeing her approach, you carefully tried to read all her expressions, it's what would save you in the end.

Stifling a yawn, she was getting closer, even her white silk robe seemed like divine judgement that draped over her.

From the way the morning sunlight hit her body you could be sure she was naked underneath, or wearing very little. It was more tantilising to you as if she wasn't wearing anything at all. And to make matters worse, it was affecting you 'physically' too.

Even the creature stuck on you seemed to grow more frenzied as it sensed the extra blood flow into your cock in response. You had long past the stage where you needed to pee but it still hadn't let go.

You had to do something.

With two hands, you attempt to remove the thing and shield your nudity from your mother, you were sure that she wouldn't want to see this shameful side of you so early in the morning, if at all.

All your efforts were futile. Could you be doing something wrong? The thought crossed your mind. Each new attempt to remove the small dog sized tentacle creature made it latch onto you more firmly. Like wriggling a running hose, riveluts of urine and pre cum spilled out everywhere, making a jarring mess.

"Jeez Zackary, why not walk around naked, what if someone saw you like this?"

And here it comes.

"I mean really, I taught you better than to let any old one help you relieve your needs here in this house. You should be using our family one, not some stray that's been who knows where."

Looking up helplessly and embarrassed, your mother had her arms crossed under her sizeable bust, which seemed to push them into further heights. The once loose robe became taut from her ample bosom as she shaked her head at you. Honestly, it was hard to focus at this point.