If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously. DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain "comic book" style. Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic. Enjoy! Please leave comments oral on what you want to see next as much of the following chapter is a work in progress. Cheers David’s Narration: My sex slave mom woke me in cumshot the early morning with a delightful blowjob. I waved my hands through her luscious hair and moaned vintage as I came into her mouth. I watched her sexy ass jiggle as she left the room to tend to her morning routine. While I tried to return to sleep, I reflected on the last month. I Hairy was ecstatic about my Mother’s progression as a sex slave. I knew that she would eventually come around, but I wasn’t expecting her to embrace her new cum life so quickly and enthusiastically. He delighted in the fact she showed a bit of nervousness so he gently placed a hand on her bottom to support her and prevent her from falling. She hated oral Hairy that he was dating Lavender, and was annoyed that he couldn't figure out why she didn’t like that. What cumshot do you know? “Don't have a full stomach,” vintage Umeko told me, the busty slave rubbing her belly. Maybe cum too much. Usually he'd have to force such words out of her mouth. Man came out of nowhere. Jermaine regarded her with an expression little short of disgust. I did. She woke with a start.