She tipped her head down and spread my lips with her own, another long hungry exploratory kiss. When she pulled away, I felt a string of saliva slap against my cheek. Her fingers scratched through my hair, and she said, “I know you are, baby.”
She opened my lips again, slipped her tongue underneath mine and just rested it there like that. Her vagina still pulsed and tugged me in and out, as deep as she could stretch her baby boy’s noodle. The pulsing tapered off. Her breath that was filling my mouth slowed and deepened, and with our naked bodies mashed together, connected in every possible way, I realized that Mom had drifted off to sleep.
I laid there and tried to enjoy every part of her, even the parts other might deem unsavory, eventually drifting off into an easy sleep myself. Just a babe in my mother’s arms.
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