“Are you serious?” I asked.
“I need some food if this is going to be the marathon evening I think we both want it to be,” he said.
“Oh, I want to see how many loads you can fit in your Mommy cum bucket,” I purred.
“Then I definitely need to eat. I mean your cunt is delicious, but it lacks the calories I need,” he joked, standing up.
“What do you have you mind?” I asked.
“Grab a blouse, keep it unbuttoned and then head to the garage. Don’t bother with a skirt.”
“Oh my,” I smiled, liking his kinky idea.
“Oh Mom, this is only the beginning,” he said, as he pulled me up.
“It better be,” I said, in my best Mom tone.
“Hurry up,” he ordered, “I’m hungry.”
“Me too,” I quipped, reaching for his cock.
“You’re insatiable,” he said.
“I have to make up for lost time,” I said back.
“Oh, we will,” he promised, spanking my ass. “Now go get a blouse. We can’t have you naked driving around town in plain view.”
“At least not above the waist,” I smiled.
“Of course,” he said.
I grabbed a black blouse, put it on and headed to the garage.
Cody was already in the driver’s seat.
I got in the passenger seat, naked except for thigh highs and an unbuttoned blouse. “Where are you taking me, Master?”
“Swiss Chalet drive-thru,” he answered, as he backed out of the garage.
“I see,” I smiled, as I fished out his cock, eager to prove how much of a slut I could be for him.
“So, were you this submissive and slutty to Dad?” Cody asked.
“In the bedroom, yes. Or when alone,” I admitted, as I began to stroke my son’s cock. “But in public, many thought he was whipped.”
“I did,” he laughed.
“Perception and reality are often two different things,” I explained, as I lowered my head onto his cock.
“So I see,” he groaned.
This time I took my time. I swirled my tongue around his thick mushroom top. I created extra saliva to create a different sensation.
He groaned, “Shit, your mouth is like magic.”
“All three of my holes are like magic,” I responded.
“I still can’t believe this,” he said, as my tongue slid up and down his shaft.
“That your mother is a cock hungry slut?” I asked.
“That you’re my cock hungry slut,” he countered.
“I’ve been looking for a master for a couple of years, son. But no one came close to your father. But when I heard you dominating that bitch and then watched it… I knew I had found my perfect Master.”
“And I have been using a couple MILF’s to distract me from what I really wanted,” he said. “My own personal Mommy-slut.”
“Please call me your Mommy-cum-bucket,” I asked. “I want to be everything to you. I want to be your only MILF.”
“You think you can keep up with me?” he asked.
“I’ll die trying,” I promised, as I resumed sucking his cock.
There was no more talking for a couple of minutes until he said, “We’re here.”
I stopped and asked, “Am I to keep sucking throughout the drive-thru experience, Master?”
“Yes, Mommy cum-bucket,” he answered.
“Yummy,” I purred.
He said, “I’ll order a family pack. I want you to be completely nourished before I deposit loads in your two remaining holes.”
I moaned on his cock, the idea of getting fucked, especially in my ass, really turning me on.