Not Quite

"Please mommy, cum on your son," I begged.

"That's right bitch," Harlow said. "You're under my control."

His cum was starting to run down my face. His cock was starting to shrivel.

"No," I said. "You could have your cock in my pussy. I'd still be your queen."

"King."

"No," I said. "You saw my writing. I am femme in all of them. I'm just in control of you. Now eat your cum off of me, mommy."

He began eating his own cum from my face.