Suddenly her back began to spasm and I felt her pussy clench up and she began to shake wildly, an orgasm unleashing upon her, so forcefully she practically collapsed onto the bed.
“You made mommy so happy,” she said. “It’s all so perfect.” She was panting, barely able to catch her breath. “Just what I needed.”
But I wasn’t done. I still had hold of her hair, and since she collapsed she was face down, but I pulled upwards so her head raised and leaned forward, locking lips with her. I let go of her hair then, and stood up; I flipped her onto her back, placed one hand at her ass, one at her head, and picked her up, cradling her body like a baby’s. I then placed her on her makeup desk, and she slapped some of her products aside to make room for herself.
“Fill me again,” she said. “You promised mommy your milk.”
“You want my milk?” I asked.
“Nothing more. It’s all I want, baby.”
She grabbed my dick on her own once again and aligned it with herself, and I pushed into her. She let out another cry and I took her hands in my own, extending them up against the wall as I took her body, fucking her with every fiber of my being, our juices mixing and her wet pussy absorbing my cock to the hilt. I let go of her hands and took put one on her jaw, and without any word between us our mouths met again, a perfect union, and to coax me on her hands went to my ass, as if by instinct she was begging for more of me, doing whatever she could to have my cock buried as deep inside of her as possible.
“Fill mommy,” she said. “Give mommy all your milk.”
Her spouting mounds of tit-flesh hit my chest with my every thrust, and I suddenly took them into my hands, began to suckle the remnants of milk from them, my lips pursing and demanding every drop as she wildly cried out.
“Fuck your mommy! Give mommy your milk, baby! Make mommy yours forever!”
My cock pulsed and twitched and I slammed as far into her as possible; her hands dug into my ass and pushed me further into her depths; I could feel the warmth of her pussy, and it was so inviting, so tight, so wet, that my cock simply exploded. Hot gushes of cum emptied into her. My cock was like a water-gun, splash after splash, rope after rope of cum, unloading and slamming into the recesses of her womb, filling her completely and entirely.
I was still latched to her tit, even though no more milk was coming, and she put a hand on my head, and leaned forward to whisper.
“I can feel it all in me” she said. “It worked. Mommy’s never felt any happier than right now.”
I felt like falling asleep in that very moment, standing there in her clutches, but my mother knew to put her son to sleep rightfully. She slowly pushed me off of her , stood up, and took me by the hand. She led me to her bed, placing me down, and her exquisite body was covered in wetness, the milk trailing down her torso from her enormous, emptied breasts, cum dribbling from her pussy.
She laid down next to me and placed my head between her tits, letting me use them as a pillow.
“My baby needs his rest,” she said.