Photographer son, designer sister and model mom

“Now Mom, stick out your tongue,” and she did. “We’re gonna pretend now that you are licking my shaft.”

Her pulse quickened as her eyes locked on my cock once more.

“But,” I continued. “To make this look really good, I’m gonna need you to hold me.”

Her chest was heaving.

“You want me to touch your cock?”

I nodded. “Yes Mom. I want you to hold the base and pretend like you are giving it a big, long lick from the bottom to the top. Get as close as you can but try not to touch.”

She released my ass and I her hair, allowing her to setting beneath me. I took this moment and shed the pants and underwear completely. With a step, I was back over her and watched mesmerized as my mother reached out and grasped the base of my hard cock.

“Ohhh Baby,” She purred, unconsciously toying with her nipple. The sight was so erotic it is now burned deep in my memory. How I didn’t cum right then and there I will never know.

“Now lean forward,” I said.

Our mother eased forward and she ducked her head down, tongue extended. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing as slowly, she moved her head up, the tip of her tongue tracing an invisible line just a millimeter from my skin; until suddenly, as she neared the ridge of my crown, I felt her soft wet tongue lick the top of my penis.

“Oh shit,” I gasped, unprepared for the contact but basking in the instant jolt of pleasure.

“Oops,” she said, covering her mouth. “Sorry. It was a little hard.” She giggled at the pun. “Let me try again,” she said as she went back down.

Who was I to stop her as she tried a second time.

I watched again, though this time she made it only half way before the warm muscle of her tongue pushed up against my skin, now deliberately sliding up to the tip, taking a tiny drop of my pre-cum with it in one curling scoop.

“Sorry Honey,” she said, wetting her lips again and dove down placing her tongue against me from the very start.

She did away now with any act of licking and lapped back and forth across my cock, coating it in trails of saliva. My legs where growing weak to this assault and I had to sit down, but didn’t want it to end.

“Hold on Mom,” I barely managed watching instantly a look of disappointment cross her face. “Let’s try something else.”

I turned to my sister, catching her as she pulled her hand out from her tank top.

“Hop on the bed, Sis and get way up at the top.”

As she got in position, I turned to our mother.

“Okay now Mom, this may seem a little much, but we are gonna simulate me going down on you.” I watched her shudder as her nipples seemed to grow harder, but no words passed her lips.

“I want you to lie back on the bed and I will crawl between your legs. Now I will be touching your skin, but I will try not to get too personal, okay?”

Her lip quivered. “Are… are you sure they will look good?”

“Oh hell yes, if they are of you,” I said, causing her to smile and roll her eyes though I could tell the thought of what was about to happen excited her greatly. “Besides, if Kelly’s in the right angle, though I won’t be licking you directly, no one would know any different.”

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