Costume To Fuck Her: #4

I desperately wanted to rip her bodice off and suck on those puppies like I had so many years ago, but the hand-paws of my stupid costume prevented that fantasy from coming true. Instead, I watched mesmerized at my gorgeous Mother sitting on top of me riding my cock with eager enthusiasm. A few minutes more of hardcore bouncing and I knew I was going to come. I mumbled through the costume, "I'm gonna come soon, Mo..." I caught myself just in time and attempted a cover, getting aggressive, "Where does my slut want my cum?"

I was surprised once again when she continued riding my cock and begged, "Come inside me Baby, fill my cunt with your hot seed."

Such nasty talk was the final straw and I exploded jets of cum into my perfect slut Mother, another long-lived stroke fantasy coming true. She continued riding my cock as my cum coated her pussy walls. Finally spent, she got off my cock and took me back in her mouth, cleaning me up with her amazing lips and tongue, something no other girl had ever done. After a couple of minutes, she quit cleansing my cock and collapsed beside me.

She looked into my eyes, well, into my costume eyes, and complimented me, "You've always been an amazing lover, but tonight was a new high."

"You bring out the best in me," I complimented slyly.

Hand in hand, we lay there in silence for a while before she suggested we head home. She left her car at Gloria's as she was too drunk to drive and I drove her home in my Dad's Mercedes. Halfway home, I felt Mom's hand gliding over my leg before fishing my cock from my costume. I let out an involuntary moan when my cock, still hard, was released from its solitary confinement.

For the remainder of the drive my

we were in the garage, Mom crooned, "You're still hard, Baby; I can't remember the last time you could get it up even twice, never mind

it's brought out the Beast in

laughed, "And now you're being

don't know, but I know what wants

giggled like a schoolgirl and purred, "You are

of the car and then going to the other side to pick up my Mother and carry her into the house like the dominant man I currently felt like thinking, The Beast can do no less

her voice syrupy sweet,

me! I stammered, "W-w-what do you

bestowed a light kiss on the head of Exhibit A, "... is about three inches longer than your Dad's, and tastier, too. I knew you weren't your Dad as soon as I touched it. Remember when I called

sorry, Mom. I didn't come to the party to take advantage of you. I

Dad, but he's gone so much, and even when he is home,

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