I can even be your sugar mama if you want, I don’t give a shit, I just want you.”
It seemed my feelings were getting stronger by the minute, or maybe even just with each passing stroke of my lips down there. “So, you really want the girlfriend experience with me, Mom?”
“Yes, that isn’t weird, is it?”
“Not at all,” she replied before she pasted her lips back onto mine. I already had given her a crapload of it to her during that intimate sex session, but it seemed never to be enough. Although, I do know this: it was too good to just cut myself off from her. “Whoa,” I said, opening my eyes and peeking towards the door. It was simply the best position for both of us to be in quite honestly. She took my right hand and accompanied me to the bed.
