This choice: She sucks on the little perv • Go Back...Chapter #5Mommy's Little Sucker by: chaos   Bobby squirmed and let out panicked cries as he was lowered into his mom’s wide-open mouth. The terror that gripped him was mind-blowing as he literally saw his death coming towards him, glistening with saliva and ready to take him in. Rose let go of the tiny pervert like he was nothing but food, letting him land on her squishy tongue and roll around as he blindly panicked. She closed her lips slowly, a gratified smile on her face as she began playing with her toy, unaware of his true identity.
Bobby had never been affair of the dark, but the lack of light inside his mom’s mouth as her tongue started moving around made the hellish experience ten times worse. As her tongue moved him around, he didn’t know if he was heading for her teeth, out of her lips or towards the death sentence that was her throat. The uncertainty, made him try to fight back more, but he could do nothing against his mom’s slippery, powerful tongue. Rose tossed him around her mouth like he was a piece of candy, pressing and squeezing him between her tongue and pallet to savour every sweet and tender part of his body.
Bobby never stopped trying to scream out to his mother, knowing that the only way he could survive was if he could inform her of his identity. He didn’t know why his mom was doing this to him, how she could be so cruel, but he still trusted her with his life, even if she’d eat him if he was just some random pervert.
Sadly, even if his tiny, squeaky voice could reach Rose, he was constantly coughing on her saliva or trying to breath inside her humid mouth. His tiny legs and arms flailed around as he was sucked on, saliva coating his helpless form as it gushed all over him every time the tongue slapped against his body. Bobby was moved from one side of the mouth to the next, Rose’s tongue having complete control over his body. He was forced underneath the tongue, the huge beast slapping him from behind to push him into the drool filled bottom of Rose’s jaw. Bobby breathed in his mother’s dank, hot breath as he tried to survive in her mouth, one second forced under her tongue only to be shoved up over her teeth into her cheek.
“You’re a tasty little perv. Maybe I’ll just eat you now?” Rose said as she kept Bobby pinned flat against the inside of her cheek. Bobby started to weakly cry, trying desperately to get his mom to show mercy. She just laughed as she felt his quivering form in her mouth, she could tell when her prey was begging for mercy without even seeing them. She stuck her tongue into her cheek and scooped him up, letting him gag and cough up saliva on her tongue before she spit him out. Bobby went flying out of her mouth, landing hard in the palm of her hand. She looked at the saliva drenched boy in her hand with amusement and then leaned her enormous face down to whisper at threateningly at him. “Now strip or I’ll swallow you next.”
This time, Bobby didn’t argue, he didn’t even look at his mom as he stripped off his soaking wet clothes. After being inside hi mom’s mouth, Bobby was frightened to death by his own mother. He wanted to try screaming at her some more, but his terror kept him from even looking at her cold, cruel face. He peeled off his soggy clothes right down to his socks and underwear. He didn’t want to take any chances of angering the giant Milf. Rose lifted him off her palm, rolled up his tiny clothes into a ball with her fingers and flicked the tiny mass of clothing into the trash can. Seeing her so casually throw away his clothes didn’t make Bobby feel any better. If she was getting rid of them it meant that she thought he wouldn’t need them anymore.
“Now are you going to be an obedient little toy, or do I have to do something worse to you?” Her booming voice left Bobby shaken and wondering what could possibly be worse then being his own mother’s breath mint. He knew he had to make contact, maybe get closer to her ears or eyes, but the thought of getting anywhere near her face made his stomach turn.
Nodding his head quickly to his mom, Rose looked satisfied and placed him back on her bed to finish getting dressed. Once more, Bobby was looking at his mom’s giant, sexy naked body, but this time he felt no lust for the immense mature body, only a growing sense of intimidation and fear of what she could easily do with her huge form. She was changing into her workout ensemble, a black sports bra with a pair of tight, grey bike shorts that hugged tightly to her big bottom. The sight of her great booty in such revealing shorts would have once gotten Bobby aroused, but it did nothing for him now. Clothed or naked, angry or happy, his mom could end his life in a heartbeat without even knowing who he was.
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