She really was horny for my cute tush. I shuddered as she just pushed against my asshole. No asking. No questions. Not that I would refuse her, of cou...rse. God, no, I loved getting fucked by my mother.And I had gotten away with fucking Mrs. Spencer. Mom had no idea.I smiled and groaned as my anal ring surrendered to her futa-dick. Her big mommy-cock slid into my bowels. My pussy, dripping juices, clenched. My futa-cock throbbed before me. I took a sip of the water and then set it aside.“Oh, god,. I had to be patient. And, considering that I haven't had a makeout session this epic since I was a teenager, I figured we'd reached a good stopping point."Chani?" I prompted pulling myself up next to my daughter, level with her eyes."Hmm?" She smiled back up at me."What do you think of my extra special technique for helping with when you're feeling stressed or sad?" I asked, reminding her of how this all started.It took her a moment to respond. Her brain was literally sitting in a pool of. My semi-hard cock. Now, this was something I had never thought about, before ... that I could be about to have sex with a desirable young girl and my package wouldn't be at full power. I realized that it was because we really weren't engaging in any foreplay. It wasn't exactly 'clinical' in that sense it was just sort of ... well ... emotionally bland.I moved to kiss her. She pecked my lips."Luke, please be patient with me. I've been looking forward to this ever since I can remember. I want to. Her finger and thumb still circled my cock shaft, sliding up and down as she squeezed and milked the last drops of whitish cum. Glancing down at my cock head, she gave a sly little smile and lowered her face to take just the head of my cock into her mouth. I could feel her tongue lapping, rubbing the head of my cock as she carefully cleaned the last of my cum. Then I saw her swallow, surely not the only time during that cock sucking, given the copious amounts of cum I'd ejected! She smiled.