Sensu

‘Let us get you out of those big boy clothes. Unbuckle your belt, just like that, love. Off it go!’

‘Mommy’s been shopping, honey, and I got a little something for you. It’s pink with frills. Would you like to wear it?’

‘My, oh my, what a pretty little boy you are! All dolled up for me!’

‘Now, come lay your head right here. That’s it! Good boy. Now suck on Mommy’s tits, while I stroke your hair.’

Trailing down my chest to my nipples as I leaned forward to nurse mommy’s tits. Kneading her soft nipples rhythmically, squeezing inwards with my hand to push out mommy’s milk.

Eager for nourishment after a long day working.

Every suckle, kiss, lick, and squeeze of mommy’s breasts making my cock stretch mommy’s pink frill panties.

Smiling between every caress of mommy’s hands and working for her milk.

Mommy’s moans and body getting louder and warmer as every minute passed. Her hands no longer serving my nipples, but cupped around my throbbing length. The smooth soft touch of the pink frills and mommy’s hands making me a leaky, and needy boy.

Both of us pooling each other’s sweat and excitement, lost in each other’s touch.

Mommy’s pumps and strokes making me squeeze her breasts firmer, finally marrying my lips with a taste of her milk, sending waves of neediness through my little body. Every muscle now tense and pushing the limits of mommy’s frills.