Titjob

"Mom, please," you say, grabbing at your dick squirming against your small leather pants. "Please let me fuck your tits."

Your mother smiles, pulling off her shirt to reveal her healthy bust, her breasts so large they hang down just above her stomach; she presses them against each other with her hands.

"Of course, dear, I would be happy to help you with that." You pull down your pants quickly, releasing your cock into the air. It is the first time you have shown your mother your cock, and she presses her hand to her mouth in surprise. "Oh, you are larger than I would have thought," she says, now beckoning you forward with her hand.

You place your cock in between her massive tits, feeling the warmth of her flesh against yours, and you begin to rock your hips forward and back, moaning at the feeling of her softness. You grunt a little as you push faster, the friction hurting your cock; your mother notices this and lets loose some spit onto your cockhead, and more onto her breasts as you continue to fuck her tits -- the spit coating your cock and her tits, making a small squirting sound as you continue to increase the speed.

"Do you like my tits, sweetie?" She asks you. You let out a soft moan as your answer. "I wonder how long you've dreamed of fucking your mommy's tits. And to be honest," she says, licking her lips, "I've been waiting for a long time to see what you had in your pants." You continue to moan as your mother begins to move with you, sliding her tits up and down your cock. "Only a hero gets treatment like this, dear. I was hoping it would be you, I was hoping I would get to feel your thick cock on my tits, and I knew this would be my only chance. Do you want to fuck me, dear? Do you? Oh, honey, say you want to fuck your mother."

"I want to fuck you, mom," you say, now ramming your cock between her tits as fast as you can. "I want to fuck you!" As you shout this, you burst, cumming all over your mother's tits and face, spraying her with your semen. She begins lapping it up with her tongue, voraciously, like she cannot get enough. You sigh and lean back as your mother brings her tongue up your cock and down, until it is clean of all evidence of your actions.

"That was lovely, dear," she says. "Now go back and begin your quest. I'm sure your sister or your father would both be happy to help you." She whispers in your ear: "I will stay here dreaming of you as I touch myself each night in your absence."

She kisses you on the lips and then gets up to go wash off.