I could barely stand not cumming. I could feel it. Oh, fuck, I could feel it. Loud moans escaped from my mouth as he played with my pussy. Marcus lea...ned in and took a big sniff. “Damn, Becky, you smell fucking good,” he said. “Ohhh!” I moaned.“Eat me!” I demanded. He obliged, spreading the molds of my lips apart and shoving his tongue down into my quivering pussy, sending me into a whirlwind of feelings, hardly able to withhold my orgasm. He sloshed his tongue in and out of me while continuing. "It's Mommy's dick!" I nearly scream out."Now cum for me."I growl as I fuck her soft arches."Cum on your mother's feet!"White hot pleasure assaults my brain, my jaw is clenched, spine rigid. My dick spasms and ejaculates semen all over my mother's feet... My breathing stops. There's nothing but the bliss...I'm consumed by the euphoria... To echo my mother, I've never cum this hard before... Her feet alone are better than the only two pussies I've ever had...The haze on my mind finally clears. Mum had painted me beautiful. She had painted me touching my boob! I know she’d made that part up – Mum had never, ever, ever seen me doing anything like that! Apart from anything else, my boob hasn’t even really started growing. Maybe she made the rest of it up too.Doubts attacked me like a buzzing cloud of wasps swarming inside my skull.I stood, peering into the mirror. It was still me. Still the same me, but at the same time it was a different me. It was the new me – the post-epiphany me! I. Her rasping breath filled my ear as vulgar comments escaped her lips."Finger my pussy, flick my clit.....make me cum. Finger fuck me in the house of God. I'm a naughty girl. God knows it already.....Deeper...come on push them in deeper. There... there, squeeze my clit. Make me leave the seat all wet......I'm gonna suck your cock so hard when we get home...Damn... you are the greatest," she grunted quietly.I was about to loose it. I love it when she talks dirty to me, the thought of her doing it.