Call Me Mommy

Romeo’s been seeing a shrink for weeks. Massage therapy isn’t exactly working out the way he wants, so today he walks into Ryan Conner’s room and lays it out plain. He wants her to pretend she’s his mom. The real mom. The one with the huge tits, long blonde hair, and ink crawling over her skin. He tells her he’s been dying to bury his face in those fat tits, taste her pussy, and feel her mouth working his cock. Ryan hesitates, but a promise of steady cash and her own private pervert changes her mind. He leaves, knocks, and when he comes back the game starts. He rests his head on her soft chest like a good boy while Mommy strokes his hair. Her hands slide lower, brushing skin, squeezing, guiding, and suddenly the massage turns filthy. She rubs his stiff cock between her tits, wraps her lips around him, lets him thrust between her slick thighs. Every word out of her mouth is pure praise: “Such a big boy,” “Mommy’s proud.” When he finally loses it she jerks him hard, aiming that thick load so it splatters across her tits and stomach in hot, messy ropes.