He ordered.
And then we were at the first of two windows. The pay window.
He rolled up slowly and a guy’s voice began, “That will be… um… eighteen twenty-five.”
I got sucking, knowing this teen was watching the back of my head go up and down.
“Shoot, I didn’t bring my wallet,” Cody said. “Slut, pay the man.”
“Yes, Master,” I replied, sitting up, flashing both of them my tits and reached down into my purse. I pulled out a twenty, leaned over so my tits were completely in the open and said, to the drooling college age kid, “Keep the change, cutie.”
He took the money and I returned to sucking my son’s cock.
Cody said, as if in explanation, “She is having an appetizer before the meal.”
He rolled forward and laughed, “I think the guy may have a heart attack.”
I teased, “I can’t believe you treated me like such a slut in public.”
“And you loved it,” he said.
“Maybe,” I replied, returning to sucking his cock as we reached the food window.
This time things got awkward.
“Hey, Cody,” a female voice greeted. “How are you… oh my God!”
“Hey Kimberly,” Cody greeted casually. “How are you doing?”
“Um, fine,” Kimberly said, before saying, “Apparently you are too.”
“She couldn’t wait until we got home,” Cody replied.
“Yeah, okay,” she said and handed him the food.
“Thanks Kimberly,” Cody said, before adding, “Take this.”
“Yes, Master,” I obeyed, as I sat up, my tits now in view for a girl Cody knew.
I looked up and smiled. “Hi, Kimberly.”
“Um, hi,” she said, clearly shocked, but looking down at my son’s impressive package.
Cody waited a second, allowing the girl to really get a good look at his dick, before he drove off and we both laughed. “She’s in my Philosophy class.”
“Well, she’s cute and wants your cock,” I smiled.
“Want to munch her pussy?” Cody asked.
“I want to do whatever you want me to do,” I answered. After a pause, “but I sure wouldn’t mind some college pussy to munch on.”
“You’re insatiable,” he said again.
“Years of withdrawal will do that to a person,” I countered.
“Well, it’s time to make up for lost time,” Cody said, as he snapped his fingers.
“Yes, Master,” I obeyed, returning to his cock, which I sucked the entire way home.
As soon as he were in the garage, we got out and he ordered, “Bend over the car, Mommy cum-bucket it’s time for deposit number two.”
“Yes, Master,” I obeyed, surprised, but more than happy to oblige.
He moved behind me and asked, “Ready to get fucked?”
I quipped, wanting to sound nasty, “Ready to become a real mother fucker?”
“Shit, Mom,” he groaned, “you’re the nastiest, hottest slut I know.”
“And a complete cum bucket, don’t forget,” I moaned, as he slid his cock in me.
He laughed, “I don’t think I’ll ever forget that.”
He grabbed my hips and began fucking me… hard… deep.
“Oh yes, baby, pound your Mommy’s neglected cunt,” I moaned.
“It won’t be neglected anymore,” he said, as he slammed into me.
“I’ll keep you to your word,” I said back.
“Trust me,” he said, “you will have so much cum in and on you; you will likely get sick of it.”
“Never,” I moaned, my orgasm building.