Mom was snorting through her nose as she sucked my dick as hard as she could. Finally, I was done and I did my usual woozy "Thanks, Mom" and collapsed back onto my bed feeling as if this was peak gonzo. Mom sat back gasping and licking her lips before she took another sip of water. "Oh, my," she coughed, "So much stuff!" She picked up a tissue and dabbed her lips, "Now that should sort you out until later, Henry," she said as she got to her feet and checked her clothes, "We'll see how you're feeling when I get back from work okay?" Flat on my back, I gave her a thumbs up. I was completely exhausted and had no idea how the fuck I was going to get through my classes later on that morning and into early afternoon. Every limb quivered. Every muscle ached. My deepthroat dick felt twice its normal size and completely numb. My balls weren't aching any more but they sure as fuck were sore from the amount of spunk they were producing. The world around me felt strange. Like everything was in slow couple motion and had this weird hippy vibe to it. Don't get me wrong. I was as happy as fuck. But it was like I was turning into some sort of sex-mad zombie with bad hair. Including our masturbation sessions to collect my sperm, we were now into the third week of non-stop ejaculating for yours truly. Awesome on paper. Completely knackering in real life. At the rate we were going, Mom was going to put me in a hospital and medical science was going to display my dick in a jar for posterity. "Oh!" said Mom as she was about to go downstairs and get her things for work, "Remember what the Doctor said now. No playing with cowgirl yourself from now on. I'll take care of that when I get home from work tonight. Have a nice day at College and I'll see you later, hon!" And with that, she was gone. Sex was on tap and I was making the most of my new adventures. kissing Life had a blow job spring in its step and the baleful loser I used to be had faded away into a forgettable memory. Even College was bearable as I made my way to my first class of the day with my buddy, Doofus, waiting for me. Tall, thin and ginger, Rufus T. MacDwyer looked like death warmed up and that was him on a good day. I counted the kissing number of buckets, 14 buckets for 11 people. "A new personal best! Mark released my head and pulled out. The boy shrugged. Sylvia bites on her own teethes in order deepthroat to distract herself from the pain to her fingers. “Aww fuck…fuck… just fuck it!” she groaned as his thick prick filled her tight cunt completely. What'd'ya mean? “Just blow job like in the movies?” She was about 5'8", and clearly took care of couple herself. He cowgirl woke her up the conversation resumed as if nothing had happened, he excused himself as he walked by the bathroom door he knocked out came Sherry as if only a few seconds had passed.