Becc was seated on a chair in the kitchen with her legs spread, her summer dress was lifted up to her hips and her cock was resting on her thick thigh covered by a combination of her cum and my saliva. She was pointing at her cock telling me to clean the mess I made when I gagged and choked on her cock during her orgasm.

But I was too exhausted to move, so she had to wait a bit more until I was able to stand up from my chair. I took a couple of dizzy steps towards her and kneeled in front of her. She smiled because of how miserable I look, but I could also see some tenderness on her eyes too. I grabbed her still semi-hard cock with my hand and began to lick it clean the best I could. It looks like that finally convinced her to start talking about her daughter. I was too busy to talk while I was licking all that mess from her cock, so I just focused on licking and listening to her. Then she said that her daughter was different, she was the only woman in her family who had born without a penis. Actually, she and her sister had thought something was wrong with her when she was born. But eventually they concluded that she was just different, “or a sacred gift from the Gods, if you ask my sister”, she added. She said that Polly had spent a lot of time with her aunt when she was a kid and that Sonia had filled her naive mind with ancient myths and religious beliefs.

“So that’s why she doesn’t want to have sex until marriage. My sister has convinced your girlfriend that she is some kind of savior”, she said. Then she made a pause and looked at me very tenderly. She put a hand on my head while I was worshipping her cock and balls and said: “Poor little boy… Don’t worry, sweetie, Mommy is going to take care of you”. And for the first time after my parent’s death, I felt loved and secure. I could feel love and care behind her words, and it made me be more resolved to remain close of that amazing woman. From that moment, I felt a strong connection with her, I felt peace submitting to her. Something had born inside of me, a deep feeling of belonging to her, a need to be as close to her as possible. The urge was so intense that I grabbed her cock and started to kiss it, saying “Thank you! Thank you!”. But she pushed my head away with her finger, showing an evil grin on her face and saying: “Uh, uh… no no no… thank you, what?”. I looked at her confused because I didn’t know what she wanted me to say to her, so I just tried my luck and guessed: “Thank you, Mommy?”. And that was the answer she was waiting for because her grin turned into a big smile and she said: “Good boy”, while she was caressing and petting my hair.

I kept kissing her soft cock very tenderly, I couldn’t believe how much I like the feeling of my lips on her big cock, it was so thick and big that it almost covered my whole face, even being soft. After some time, I felt her starting to get hard so I thought we were going to have fun again, but she suddenly pushed me away and made me stop. Then she stood up and said that we had to stop because Polly was about to come and she didn’t want to be interrupted again. She told me to stand up while she finished accommodating her dress. Then she grabbed my shirt and pulled me closer to her. She leaned towards my neck and I could feel her breathing on my neck like she was trying to get my scent. Her hand began to run down my chest to my crotch and once she reached it, she grabbed my cock and balls really hard. I was about to scream in pain, but then she whispered on my ear: “I’m going to have so much fun with you”. Her voice was so fucking sexy that she could notice my whole body quivering because of it. Then she moved her lips to the side of my neck and gave me a sweet kiss that quickly turned into a bite. As soon as her lips touched my skin, I moaned and my moan ended being a soft scream when I feel her teeth on me. I wish that moment didn’t end, but sadly it just lasted for a few seconds. She moved her hand up from my crotch and gave me a playful tapping on the tip of my nose, saying: “Now you are mine. You belong to me, Marcos”. Before I even could answer, she just turned around and walked away towards the bathroom.

A couple minutes later, Polly arrived. I opened the door while Becc was still in the shower and we waited for her a bit more until she came out the shower. Then she came to the entrance to say goodbye. She was wearing just a towel, trying to cover her curves and massive tits, but Polly seemed to don’t care about that revealing outfit. We left the house and my girlfriend drove me back to my apartment. I spent the next two days thinking about Becc, without being able to take her out of my head, I couldn’t focus on anything else but her, her body, her voice, her scent and of course her big cock. “Why am I so obsessed with her? Why can’t I stop thinking about it?”, I thought. I’ve always considered myself straight so thinking so much about her cock was confusing me. I couldn’t understand it, but I couldn’t stop either.

Two days later, Polly invited me to her apartment for dinner. I was surprised at first because she didn’t like us to be alone in there, but then she told me that her mom was invited too so that made sense to me. I was very excited to be able to see Becc again, even if we would have to restrain ourselves in front of her daughter, but at least I could be able to be with her. I had a shower and brought some flowers for my girlfriend because I wanted to play as a good boyfriend. When I arrived to her place, her mom was already there and both of them were very happy to see me. Polly was wearing some comfy clothes and an apron with some dirty spots from the cooking. Becc was wearing a beautiful pink top who exposed her massive tits a lot, and a black very short skirt that barely covered her thick thighs and ass. It was a mind-blowing view, but then I noticed a bit of anger on her face, and that scared me. When Polly went to put the flowers on water, Becc approached to me and whispered: “What are you doing with those flowers, Marcos? You are mine, remember? Are you trying to make me jealous?”. I blushed and got very nervous. I wasn’t expecting that reaction from her but, at the same time, it was hot to see her claiming me as hers. I tried to apologize, but Polly came back so I couldn’t. She guided us to the table and told us to sit so we could devour what she had been cooking for hours. That night I discovered that Polly was a great cook too, but not as good as her mom. She put a lot of effort on the dinner and the three of us enjoyed it a lot. She was so excited explaining her mother how she prepared everything, the ingredients and the procedure of everything that was on the table that night. It looked like both of them were having a great night and seeing them so happy was very beautiful and lovely. I liked to see Polly’s enthusiasm about her cooking and I loved Becc’s beautiful smile hearing her daughter. But it was a bit boring for me because I have no experience nor any knowledge on cooking, so I couldn’t understand anything of that conversation. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my leg and I jumped on my chair.

My reaction scared Polly so she looked at me and asked me very worried: “Are you ok, Marcos?”. Then I looked down and saw Becc’s hand on my leg. She was moving it up to my crotch instead of moving it away. I looked at her and her face was calm, like she was not aware of what her hand was doing. But she definitely knew what she was doing, she was torturing me for bringing flowers to her daughter. She was being evil, so evil that she also asked me: “Are you ok, sweetie?”. I hold onto the chairs while her hand was starting to rub my cock over the clothes and said: “Ye… yeah… sorry, I was distracted”. Polly gave me a weird look but then she quickly returned to the chit-chat about her cooking. Becc was listening to her like she was giving her all her attention, but her hand was teasing me so badly. My cock got hard very fast and I thought she would just keep rubbing it over the pants, but when she felt it getting hard, she unzipped my pants and pulled it out. I couldn’t believe what was going on, I was petrified, I thought Polly would notice it but she was too focused on the conversation. So I accommodated myself on the chair and that made it easier for Becc to start stroking my cock. I was so horny and her hand felt so good that it didn’t last too long before I was about to cum. But when I was about to explode, Becc grabbed the base of my cock and squeezed it so hard that I clenched my legs. Then she looked at me and asked me: “Do you want to cum, Marcos?”.

My eyes opened wide when I heard that question. “Sorry, what?”, I replied. She stared at me with her eyes penetrating my soul and repeated the question: “I said: Do you want to cum, Marcos?”. I couldn’t understand what was going on. “How can she ask me if I want to cum? Her daughter is right there. What the hell is going on?”, I said to myself. Then Polly laughed and said: “Where are you tonight, Marcos? Are you sure that you are ok? Were you even listening to us? We are going to have dinner with my aunt this weekend. Do you want to come?”. And Becc immediately repeated after her: “Yes, do you want to cum, Marcos?”. Then I realized she was teasing me and using that pronunciation to make me beg her to finish that risky handjob she was giving me under the table. So I finally said: “Oh, yes. Yes, please. Can I?”. As soon as I answered, that naughty and very sexy grin appeared on Becc’s face. “Of course you can, sweetie”, she said while she began to stoke my cock again, very hard and fast this time. “You are such a good boy”, she added. And then both of them began to talk about me, but I couldn’t get any of that conversation because I was on the edge. Becc was torturing me with an amazing handjob under the table and I was fighting to hide my reactions the best I could. I held the chair with both hands as I felt my orgasm coming and bit my lip as hard as I could to smother my moans. My heart was beating really fast and Becc’s hand was milking me so hard that I lasted less than 2 minutes. When the first load came out, she kept stroking me squeezing my cock very hard. Her hand was so strong that it felt like she was crushing my cock but I couldn’t just stop cumming from it.

The next few seconds are blurry in my mind. All I can remember is the shaking of my legs and the touch of Becc’s hand around the head of my cock, caressing it and squeezing it to take out till the last drop of cum I had inside. Then she made a clumsy move on the table and spilled some wine on it. I knew she did it on purpose because she was not only looking to clean the mess over the table but also the one she just caused under it. So while Polly went to the kitchen, she took her had out of my cock and showed it to me. It was covered by my cum, from palm to fingers. She played a little with the cum, saying: “Do you see all of this? It’s mine. YOU are mine!”. Her words gave me huge goosebumps all over my spine, her attitude was driving me crazy, and she knew it. She didn’t only know it but she was also enjoying it very much. She teased me a bit more with the cum on her hand and then she put her finger on my lips, rubbing some of my cum on my own lips. It was disgusting, I didn’t like it, and she could see it on my face but she just kept doing it with a naughty smile on her face. Then she stopped and played with the cum a bit more before starting to lick the tip of her fingers. That view was incredibly hot and she made if even hotter teasing me and moaning a bit while she kept licking the cum out of her fingers. But then Polly came back to clean the wine spilled over the table, so she hid her hand and made me a sign running her tongue all over her lips. So I did the same on mine to clean the cum out of them. I didn’t like it at all but seeing the smile of satisfaction on Becc’s face was so worthy that at some point I didn’t care about it anymore.

We helped Polly to clean the table and do the dishes. When we finished, it was already late so we had to say goodbye. I was planning on calling a cab but then Becc said that she could drive me home. Then Polly said: “Are you sure, mom? He lives in the opposite direction”. But Becc replied: “Don’t worry, sweetie, it’s ok”. Then she surrounded me with her arm and hug me saying: “I’m going to give your boy a good ride home”. I felt weak when I heard her saying that, but Becc made sure to help me to stand on my feet. Polly smiled and said goodbye to me first and then she said goodbye of her mom. Becc and I left the apartment with her arm on my shoulder, and we could hear Polly saying in the distance: “Take good care of him, mom. He’s my special boy”. Then her mom turned her head and answered her: “I will, honey, I will”.

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