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Leon’s sure being a teen mom sucked ass; you don’t really talk about that time in your life. Always giving him a sad little smile and a kiss to his forehead with the words, it was worth it for you. He’s never pressed you for more info, glad he’s never had to deal with a deadbeat dad in person, just a stranger on the phone at Christmas and a shitty birthday card every year.
Which he doesn’t care, not anymore. His classmates all teased him about being a momma’s boy, but he couldn’t really argue when it’s true. All through high school he got teased before it escalated during his senior year. He started playing more sports hoping to get a scholarship—but locker room talk about his mom being a milf got him into more trouble than anything; you always took his side though, a tight smile on your pretty face while talking to the principal when you picked him up after another fight.
You never held his temper against him and that made him clean up his act. Plus the way it made you happy, left Leon wanting more of your attention. After graduation, Leon went to a local community college, made new friends, and did his best to help you out whenever possible. On top of all that, since you never dated anyone ever, he stepped up to become the ‘man of the house’ and fit into that role rather seamlessly.
It doesn’t go unnoticed especially now that he’s far too old to be living with you and not on his own. (His argument is he’s saving up for a place while he works on his bachelor’s degree, although he hasn’t even looked anywhere— not that you know). Your friends make concerning little comments about him when they think he’s not around, but you always wave them off with a laugh; Leon’s a good son, you tell them with a smile in your voice.
And he’s such a good son, that he found a certain type of herbal tea that can cause lactation and has replaced it with your normal black tea. He surprised you with it for Christmas, making sure to emphasize all the health benefits it touts and easily convincing you to drink it. Now with it being early May, he’s noticed you changing out your clothing and finds milk stained bras in the laundry.
(He also overheard you on the phone with your doctor's office, trying to make an appointment to see what could be causing this sudden issue; luckily for Leon, since it’s a non emergency and your primary doctor is so busy, it’ll be months before they can see you—plenty of time for Leon to enjoy it).
On Friday, after hanging out, Luis brings him home and meets you officially for the first time. When he flirts his way into your good graces, Leon almost loses his cool. Although his friend is completely harmless and just being his usual self, Leon can’t control the seething jealousy he feels as you laugh at Luis’ jokes, eyes bright as he flusters you with his compliments.
“Oye, how is your mom still single?” Luis claps him on the back with a chuckle when Leon walks him to the door.
He forces a laugh to keep up appearances.
“Who knows? She’s always been pretty busy.”
Leon waves as Luis makes his way down the driveway to his car. Unbeknownst to anyone, he actually has something planned for the weekend. You deserve a break. It’s why this Mother’s Day, he’s pulling out all the stops. He’s going to show you how special you truly are to him, dote on you and take care of you.
And make you cum so hard you won’t be able to think of anyone else except for your loving devoted son.
He knows it’s fucked up, that it’s wrong to want his mom pinned underneath him at night, making her cum on his cock over and over again. But if Leon doesn’t take care of you, who will? He’s not going to let some other deadbeat asshole come in and wreck your life—even if you were happy with the unplanned outcome from the last time.
When Sunday finally arrives, Leon’s a ball of nerves, excitement and anticipation keeping him half hard throughout the day. He sends you off to a salon for a few hours in the afternoon, giving him plenty of time to get your room prepped the way he needs it to be; then, once you’re back home, it’s off to dinner at your favorite restaurant.
You’re smiling and happy the entire time, praising him so much that Leon has to slip away to the bathroom and stroke himself off in the stall. Biting the meaty part of his palm, he spills in thick spurts into the toilet paper gathered in his other hand. His eyes roll back as his balls pulse, cum saturating the tissue until it’s dripping in sticky strings. Flushing the mess, he washes his hands and double checks his reflection. Looking less like he jacked off to his mom and more like he’s a normal son, he rejoins you at the table.
“You’re really too sweet, baby,” you pat his hand, the same one that held his cock not three minutes ago, “thank you so much.”
“Of course,” he takes your hand in his and presses a kiss to your fingers, “you deserve the world, mom.”
He knows you're embarrassed from the way your eyes duck away, bottom lip tucked between your teeth. Leon’s a connoisseur when it comes to you— he knows all your tells.
“You didn’t want anything to drink?” He nods to the couple next to you who has champagne on ice, “I can order you some.”
“No, but I appreciate it,” you giggle, patting his shoulder before leaning away to take a sip of water, “it’s hard to believe you can even order alcohol. I remember when you needed a booster seat to sit at the table.”
Leon’s cheeks pink and you laugh harder.
“Aww you’re blushing,” you coo, making Leon flush down to his neck, “you’re so cute.”
Shifting the conversation away from him, Leon gets you to chat about work and your friends until the check arrives. He pays it even after you try and argue that you should split it with him.
“It’s Mother’s Day,” he states, handing the server his card, “I’m taking care of you today.”
Another pleased yet embarrassed smile crosses your face and Leon feels on top of the world. Once he has the receipt in hand, he helps you from the chair and guides you back to the car, hand firmly placed on your lower back. He gets a few looks, but you don’t think anything of it. He’s been doing things like this for so long that it’s just second nature to you.
The late evening is bleeding into night when he pulls into the garage. You keep up the light genial talk that Leon can hum and nod along with, letting you walk into the house first as he locks up behind you both. He watches you kick off your heels, bending to pick them up to slide them onto the shoe rack, and he has to shut his eyes. The urge to grab your ass makes him clench his hands into fists.
“Well, it’s been lovely but I’m pretty wiped so I’m headed to bed,” you grin at him, “thank you for such a wonderful day, Leon.”
Pulling him into a hug, Leon wraps his arms around you more tightly than necessary, sneaking in a quick sniff of your hair before pulling away.
“I, uh, actually have one more thing,” he scratches the back of his head, making himself seem less eager and more bashful.
“Oh baby, you shouldn’t have,” another bright smile on your pretty face and Leon’s fighting the urge to kiss you.
“It’s actually in your room,” he gestures and lets you lead the way.
Once inside, you pause a couple of steps from the entryway where Leon’s blocking your exit. He quietly shuts and locks the door while you’re still facing away.
“What’s this?” Your voice goes a little high.
Stepping closer, his chest barely grazes your back.
“Your surprise,” he murmurs, hands going to your shoulders.
You flinch lightly before relaxing, “But this is—”
“For you to relax,” he cuts off, pushing you forward.
Your bedside table holds massage oil and a scent diffuser already on and misting a calming lavender into the air. Leon laid out towels and a robe on the bed with an older sheet spread out to prevent any liquids from staining the bedspread.
“Go ahead and change,” Leon hands you the towel and robe.
You wore a cute dress to dinner, something with a modest hemline but that hugs your tits in a way that makes his mouth water. It’s a shame to see it go, but having you naked is much more preferable.
“Leon,” you finally turn to face him, brows furrowed, “I don’t know if you—”
“Mom,” he gently admonishes, pushing the clothing into your hands until you grip it, “go get changed. You deserve to feel good.”
You shift on your feet, biting your bottom lip before giving him a short nod.
“Okay,” you whisper, eyes gazing longingly at the massage oil, “it would be nice.”
“Exactly,” he grins, shooing you into the en-suite bathroom, “change.”
Once the door shuts, Leon blows out a harsh breath before scrubbing his palms over his face and through his hair. To give his hands something to do, he fiddles with the diffuser and lights some candles before shutting off the overhead light. Hearing you leave the bathroom, he turns and nearly loses his breath. His cock thickens in his slacks and he swallows back the words he wants to say.
(He can’t believe how well this is going so far, how trusting you are— Leon swears to himself he’ll never take you for granted ever).
“So I should just lay on my stomach?” You fiddle with the sash before untying it.
“Y-yeah,” Leon coughs discreetly, watching with hungry eyes as you slip off the robe to pool onto the floor.
So much bare skin for him to look at, even if you’re covered with a towel. You’re not paying attention to him, maneuvering yourself onto the bed and making sure your towel stays in place so Leon lets himself look how he wants. You’re so fucking thick and it makes Leon’s cock drip in his briefs. So much to grab and bite.
“You good?”
Leon snaps out of it and grabs the bottle off the table.
“Yeah, just waiting for you to get comfy,” he covers quickly.
As he’s about to pour the oil into his palm, he frowns down at you.
“Wait, how am I gonna massage your back? You’re covered up with the towel?”
He hears you chuckle nervously, “I couldn’t exactly put it on backwards without it falling off.”
Leon refrains from asking why that would be a problem and hums instead.
“Here,” he grabs the robe and places it over your body, “shimmy the towel down and place it around your waist.”
You laugh again, “Isn’t this a bit much?”
“It’s just your back,” Leon counters, watching as you slowly follow his instructions, arms moving under the robe.
It's the longest minute of his life before you finally say he can go ahead. He quickly slips the robe away to fall into the floor, eyes roving over your bare back and the hint of the swell of your ass. He can see your wide hips and side boob—there’s no way he can keep his cock from bulging in his slacks.
Thank god you’re facing away from him.
He drips the oil into his palm and rubs his hands together. He then smooths both hands down your back and sweeps up your sides, fingertips grazing the sides of your breasts. You stiffen but Leon pretends not to notice and digs his thumbs into your shoulders. You let out a low moan and he has to bite his lip to stop from making any noise.
“Right there,” you tell him and Leon nearly moans out loud but keeps quiet and works the knots out in your muscles.
You sigh when he glides his palms down your back, repeating the sweeping motion from earlier but this time you stay relaxed when he brushes the sides of your breasts. Leon continues to work your tight muscles until you’re totally loose-limbed and relaxed against the bed.
“S’good,” you murmur, humming when his hands rub and massage your lower back.
“Good,” he rumbles, unable to disguise the sheer want pervading his entire body, “just lay back and enjoy it.”
You sigh and sink further into your mattress. Leon seriously can’t believe his luck; even if this blows up in his face, he has enough material for his jerk off sessions to last until the end of time. He doesn’t ask you, but his hands dip down to your hips, kneading the soft skin before coming back to your sides. His hands graze your ass and when you don’t even flinch, he’s digging his knuckles into your cheeks.
Squealing, your legs kick out but Leon shushes you and continues to massage the fat of your ass. Fuck, he wants to slip your towel all the way off and see it jiggle but he’s going to do this a certain way so you won’t fight him on it.
“Leon! This is highly inappropriate!” You raise up on your elbows, glaring over your shoulder at him, “move so I can get up.”
“Just chill out,” he rolls his eyes, hands grabbing your hips to massage but it’s mainly as a ruse to keep you pinned in place.
You struggle a bit trying to raise up and Leon thanks his lucky stars that it causes your towel to slide off onto the bed, leaving your body completely bare for his greedy eyes to take it all in. He’s shocked he’s not drooling; he wants to bite your ass cheeks, wants to bury his face between your thighs and suffocate. Fuck, you’re so hot, he’ll be surprised he doesn’t bust a nut before he can pull his cock out.
“Leon Scott Kennedy!” You screech, legs kicking as you struggle to pull the towel back onto you, “you’re in so much trouble! You better start looking for a new place if you’re going to behave like this, you—”
“You’re so sexy, mom,” he cuts you off, hands groping your body, “let me make you feel good. God, that's all I wanna do. Wanna fuck your hot milf pussy til you can’t think of anything else.”
“Leon!” Your voice lowers and you stop fighting against his hold, “what’re you saying?”
“That I’m going to take care of you, in all the ways you deserve,” he massages your thighs, “you’ve always been such a good mom and now I’m going to show you how much I truly appreciate you.”
“Leon, that isn’t how that works,” your body slowly softens under his hands, “I’m your mother.”
“Exactly,” he chuckles, fingers creeping closer and closer to your cunt, “after all, a boy's best friend is his mother. So why shouldn’t she be the one I love most also?”
You gasp out weakly when his fingers glide across your bare slit, circling your clit once before dragging back across your pussy lips. His fingers are damp with slick and it makes his cock kick.
“Mommy, how naughty,” he mocks, “saying we shouldn’t when you’re already wet. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to take care of your hot needy cunt.”
Another sharp gasp slips from you but he’s too busy rubbing your cunt to pay attention. He brings his hands and spreads your cheeks with a groan.
“Fuck, look at those holes,” his mouth fills with saliva, “gonna taste you mommy, gonna lick you until you’re begging to cum.”
Mewling softly, your body goes lax into the bedding, legs slightly parting for your son. Taking that as the go ahead, another low groan rumbles from his chest before dips forward and kisses your pussy. Nipping at your thighs, Leon sucks at the skin then moves up to lap at your slick pussy lips.
“God even your pussy’s fat,” he mumbles, “your so fucking perfect, mom.”
Whining, you hide your face against the bed. Leon thinks you're cute, acting like you’re not dripping all over the sheets and spreading your legs for him. Flipping onto his back, he shifts until he’s underneath your pussy. Leon’s over the moon at practically having your chubby wet cunt sitting on his face.
Sighing happily, he gently makes out with your pussy. With light teasing kisses pressed to every inch of skin, he softly sucks on your pussy lips before pulling back to drop more kisses to the hood of your throbbing clit. He’s so hard, but he ignores it for now, wanting you to feel good first.
He plans on taking his time; he wants to enjoy himself in case this is the only time it ever happens (although he has a sneaking suspicion it won’t be). Leon licks into your hot pussy, flattening his tongue to run up your slit.
He moves his hands up to spread your cunt open, moaning when he sees the clear slick oozing from your pussy. Greedily, he licks into your wet hole wanting to drink all you have to offer. A distant thought of getting you to piss on him later makes his balls throb and his cock blurt precum. He wants everything of you.
“Mom, you taste so good,” he kisses your clit softly before lapping at your hole, dipping his tongue inside to lick up the slick leaking from your cunt.
Kissing his way back up your pussy lips, he sucks your sensitive bundle of nerves into his mouth. His tongue circles your clit over and over, feeling your body twitch and jerk at his ministrations. Grunting and moaning, Leon noisily eats your cunt, loving the sloppy wet sounds coming from between your thighs as he tongue fucks your pussy.
Eating you out is a literal dream come true for him; it’s hands down the best experience of his entire life. Regardless of what you may think.
Whimpering into the pillow, your thighs squeeze around his head as you push back against his face. He goes crazy from that small positive reaction. Leon hungrily thrusts his tongue into your dripping pussy, grinding his nose against your clit harshly. You moan loudly making him roughly fuck his tongue deeper into your cunt.
If he can keep you feeling like this for the rest of his life, he feels like he’ll have it made—nothing else will ever compare. Once you see how much he cares for you, Leon doesn’t see how you’d be inclined to disagree at all. You shift and it brings his thoughts back to the present.
As you rock your hips down, he presses upward until his face is buried between your pussy lips, nose bumping against your clit. Feeling how wet you are makes him groan and lick harder into your fluttering hole. He kisses your pussy lips, running his tongue through your wet heat until he’s pressing his face fully into your cunt.
His tongue thrusts in and out of your leaking hole as his groans happily. Pressing his nose more firmly against your sensitive clit, he grinds his face back and forth while his tongue sloppily thrusts in and out of your cunt. He feels your body tense above him before slick coats his lips and tongue as your pussy cums all over his face. Groaning, he grips your hips even tighter to keep you grinding against him until you’re whimpering and jerking from overstimulation.
Leon hums against your cunt, lapping up the slick dripping from your hole before placing one last kiss on your throbbing clit. Sliding out from under you, he sits on his haunches, hands groping and squeezing the fat of your ass. Laying on his stomach, he drops a kiss to your twitching pussy, mouth moving up from your cunt to lap at your asshole.
“Mommy, fuck,” he pants, tongue spearing past your clenching rim.
You're unbearably tight and it makes him grind his cock into the mattress.
“Leon, don’t,” you gasp, legs trembling under his body, “you can’t.”
You stifle your moans by burying your face in the pillow.
“Has anyone rimmed you?” He pulls away, biting and sucking at your cheeks, thumbs spreading your hole so he can dribble a line of spit onto it.
“Nooo,” you whimper and Leon growls, tongue licking and thrusting back into your body.
“This is all mine,” he leans back and spits directly on your rim, “say it.”
“It’s not right,” you whine, crying out when Leon places a wet kiss on your hole.
“Neither is me licking your hot pussy but you liked it,” he laughs meanly, hand moving to cup your sopping wet mound and slit, “and she’s still dripping from how I eat your ass. C’mon mommy, say you’re all mine and I promise to make you feel so good.”
“Y-yuh-you’re my son,” you moan, hips pressing back toward his mouth, “I shouldn’t want this.”
Leon grins and rubs his thumb over your clit as he wetly licks and kisses your rim.
“No one has to know,” he whispers like the devil on your shoulder, “let me make you feel good, just say you’re all mine and I’ll make you cum until you can’t think.”
Not letting you answer, he slips his middle and ring fingers into your soaking wet pussy and licks into your ass. He finds the spongy spot at the front of your cunt easily and keeps his fingers rubbing against it as he flutters his tongue against your rim. You gush around his fingers in no time, pussy squelching as you cum around the digits, ass squeezing down on his tongue.
“Mmm, such a good mommy,” he croons, “letting me make you cum.”
He pats your hip as he climbs out of bed.
“Don’t go anywhere,” he says as he walks over to the bathroom.
Quickly cleaning his face off, he rinses his mouth out with mouthwash and beelines it back to you on the bed. He sees that you’ve rolled over onto your back, chest heaving and nipples leaking milk. Growling to himself, he hurriedly takes his clothes off, cock springing up to smack his stomach. He doesn’t think he’s ever been this hard before.
“Look at you,” he whispers as he stands next to the bed and looks down at you, “fuck, and you’re leaking milk everywhere.”
You go to cover up your breasts and he grabs your wrists.
“Let me clean you up, mom,” he kneels down on the bed, noticing the dampness from where you had been laying earlier, “I can’t wait, been dreaming of this.”
He settles himself against the head of the bed and manhandles you into his lap. His cock drags against your thighs, smearing precum across your skin. Leon groans once you settle your weight down against him, pussy lips parting around his dick so he can rub against your dripping hole.
“We can’t do this again,” you clear your throat, hands shakily resting on his shoulders, “we shouldn’t have even gone this far.”
You bite your bottom lip and Leon grips your waist.
“Doesn’t it feel good though?” He grins and grinds up against your cunt, the tip of his cock bumping your clit, “I just wanna make you happy.”
“Leon,” you sigh, softening toward him, body relaxing, even rolling your hips down to grind onto his dick, “I’ve really spoiled you haven’t I?”
“Not enough,” he groans, feeling your pussy leak all over his cock as you both slowly rut against each other, “spoil me more, mommy.”
You whimper and Leon leans forward to lap up the milk spilling from your breasts. He listens to you keen high in your throat, his tongue licking your nipples until you’re squirting milk from the buds all over his tongue making him groan.
“Mommy, fuck,” he pulls away with a wet pop, “gonna suck your tits every chance I get.”
You moan brokenly while he hungrily sucks on your hard nipples, eagerly drinking the milk he’s pulling from your breasts. His cock leaks even more, making your cunt sticky with precum.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he grunts, pulling away so he can grope and squeeze the fat of your breasts, fingers tweaking your nipples to watch milk drip from them, “you just need your son to milk your fat titties don’t you?”
He twists and tugs your nipples, moaning when they spray milk onto his face and chest. He presses his face into your breasts, milk spilling from his lips as he sloppily kisses and licks at your tits. Moving back and forth from each nipple, he smears milk over your skin and across his own pouty lips.
“Leon, you’re being so messy,” you pant breathily, hands shifting from his shoulders up to card through his hair.
“Mmm, I like it messy,” he chuckles, nosing across a nipple to suckle, milk flooding his mouth as he eagerly drinks, “it tastes so good.”
Pulling back to take in your face, he licks up a stray trail of milk off the swell of one of your breasts. Latching onto a nipple, he grunts and suckles, coaxing more of your milk to fill his mouth. He nurses at your soft tits, milk spilling out of you until nothing is left.
Shifting against his lap, your cunt sticks to his cock and he rocks his hips to drag his tip against your swollen clit.
“Mommy,” he coos condescendingly, “sit on my cock and let me fill you up.”
Your mouth opens like you plan on arguing with him, but he drops his hand down to rub his fingers across your slippery clit.
“Let me stuff your pussy, mommy,” he coaxes you, “you can take it. Stretch this pussy out on your son’s fat cock.”
Moaning, you let him raise you up so he can notch the head of his dick at your hole. Leon strokes his cock a few times before pressing his thumb down on the tip, guiding himself inside your cunt.
“Oh fuck, you’re tight,” he drops his chin down onto his chest, “this pussy really needed me, huh? Mommy’s poor fat pussy just needed her son to fill her up,” he soothes you as he helps you sink down on his dick, “you’re the best, mom.”
His attention goes to the way your tits bounce in his face making him growl, hips snapping up to sink his cock balls deep into your dripping pussy. He messily kisses across your breasts, sucking and biting and hoping to leave marks all over your skin. He kisses each of your nipples, licking your swollen buds and catching any milk that might drip.
His cock knocks against your cervix making you squeal and tighten around his dick like a vice.
“Fuck, fuck, you’re perfect,” he groans, hands grabbing at your ass, “fuck, mom, your pussy’s too fucking good.”
You only moan and gasp in reply, eyes clenched shut and nails scratching at his chest. The slight stinging pain makes his cock throb inside your hole, balls tightening as he realizes he’s a lot closer to cumming than he thought.
Milk dribbles from your tits and he eagerly sucks a leaky nipple into his mouth, tongue circling the puffy bud as you clench down on him. Mewling, you roll your hips, the wet suction around your nipple making you squirm in his lap while Leon’s cock is buried deep in your throbbing cunt.
“G’nna cum,” you gasp out, “Leon, I’m so close.”
“Yeah? Gonna cream your son’s cock like a good mommy?” He chuckles low in his throat, “I’m a little old for a sibling but I guess I wouldn’t mind.”
You cry out, thighs shaking as you bounce on his dick. Leon greedily sucks on your sensitive nipples, drinking down the milk from your tits with moans and sighs as you ride his fat cock, the head grinding against your g-spot on every thrust.
“Don’t say that,” you finally slur out, drool slipping from your mouth.
“Aww don’t worry, mom,” he coos, eyes dark as he drags his gaze down your body, “I wanna be the only one you spoil with this fat juicy pussy.”
Your back arches when he teases your pudgy clit, cock hammering against your g-spot and making you drip so much slick it’s leaking down his balls.
“Gonna fucking cum in your hot cunt, mommy,” he grunts, kissing your dripping nipples, “you deserve to have a hot load stuffed in your pussy.”
“Fuck,” you whine as he shoves his face between your tits.
Your body jerks as he pulls a hard nipple between his teeth to lathe his tongue across it til milk squirts into his mouth.
“Leon, you’re gonna make me cum,” you whimper, bouncing harder in his lap, “god I can’t believe you’re gonna make me cum so hard.”
“Yeah?” He moans, swapping to your other hard nipple, “say it, mommy, say who’s gonna creampie your fat milf pussy.”
“Leon!” You pant, “oh fuck, my son’s gonna make me cum on his cock. Fuck, I’ve never cum this hard. Oh my god, I can’t, fucking—Leon, please, I can’t.”
“Yes you can,” he growls, spanking your ass, “tell me how good it feels and I’ll play with your cute clit til you’re creaming my cock, mom.”
“Oh god,” you suck in a breath and tilt your head to the ceiling, “you’re gonna make mommy cum, Leon. Oh, you— can’t believe my son’s fucking my pussy so good that I’m gonna squirt.”
“Hell yes,” he hisses under his breath, thumb circling your clit fast and rough as he pounds into your cunt, “squirt all over me, momma, get me all messy with your wet pussy.”
A keening wail spills from your mouth as your pussy clamps down on Leon’s dick, slick gushing out until it’s coursing down your thighs and pooling under his ass, soaking the sheets. Your pussy walls flutter and pulse around his cock while milk spurts from both nipples, leaking down your stomach.
“So goddamn perfect,” Leon’s hips rabbit up into your squelching pussy, “gonna cum in you mommy, show you how good of a son I am.”
You whine and mewl, nails digging into his shoulders as he curses under his breath and buries his cock into your spasming hole. He grunts, spilling hot, sticky cum deep inside your cunt, stuffing your pussy full just like he promised.
He lets you catch your breath for a moment before urging you to move up over his stomach— his cock plopping out against his thigh so his cum spills out of your cunt onto him instead of the sheets.
“Fuck that’s hot,” he hums, petting down your sides.
“Leon—”
“Let me run you a bath,” he cuts you off, knowing you’re going to try and ‘correct his behavior’.
It almost makes him roll his eyes, but he wants you to stay relaxed so he refrains. Helping you stand onto your shaky legs (which makes him unfathomably pleased), he ushers you into the bathroom. He has you sit on the side of the tub until it’s full of warm water; then, he eases you down into the bath, quickly climbing in behind you.
“Let me take care of you,” he shushes your complaints before you can voice them.
He softly washes your body, kissing your skin after rinsing away the soap. As much as he’d love to grope and squeeze your waist and thighs, he doesn’t want to push his luck any further. Just getting you to this point is beyond his wildest imaginings. You sink back against him with a sigh as he runs his fingertips all across your body, never lingering too long in one place.
“Thank you, Leon,” you murmur into the comfortable quiet, “you already know we’re going to have to have a talk about this, but I know your heart’s in the right place.”
“Of course, momma,” he kisses your temple, “I love you and just wanna take care of you.”
“I know, baby,” you sigh, patting his bicep, “I love you, too.”
“Can I make you cum again?” He whispers in your ear, fingers rubbing across your slit and making you drop your thighs open wider.
“I shouldn’t—” you trail off with a little moan, “but it feels so good.”
“Can I?”
You nod and he slowly circles your clit.
“I’ll just do this, let your pretty pussy have a break,” he nips your earlobe and you rock your hips up into his soft touch.
“Oh, god, why is it so good?” You whimper under your breath making Leon preen.
“Cause your son knows how to make you feel good,” he kisses across the shell of your ear, “like I said, I’ll always take care of you.”
Whimpering, you angle your face for a kiss. Shockingly, Leon realizes at the same time he licks into your mouth that this is the first one between you. He groans and eagerly kisses you, biting your lip and sucking on your tongue until you pull away with a moan.
“Baby, I’m gonna cum,” your lips brush against his and he kisses you again.
“Cum for me, show me what a good mommy you are and cum all over your son’s fingers,” he presses the words against your lips and you cry out, clit twitching under his fingers as your orgasm overtakes you.
“So good, fuck, you’re so sexy,” he kisses across your cheeks and nose.
You slump against his chest and hum as he gently rinses your body off again.
“Happy Mother’s Day,” he brings you into another tongue filled kiss, feeling insatiable, “love you so much.”
Sighing, you return his kiss just as heatedly, sloppily sucking on his tongue.
“Thanks, baby.”
You sink back into the water and stretch out your legs in front of you and mumble loud enough for him to hear, “I can’t even imagine what you’ll plan next year.”