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It’s so serene up here, almost in the clouds, looking out over the Thames from this high-rise city flat. I’ve pulled the white leather sofa to the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window and all I can see are the twinkling lights of other occupants across the river. I can be certain they are not like me in any way, living out their boring lives.I wish they could see me, but they can’t.Closing my eyes is the most relaxing part of what’s just happened. I want to touch myself and caress my body, but I mustn’t. I’m waiting, listening out for the distinct click of the key in the door to the flat.I’m waiting for my mother to get home. She must have received the text about twenty minutes ago when father left to go on his business trip.It was him that put on the music and now those famous words are rippling through the flat.Daddy’s flown across the ocean…Leaving just a memory…I can feel the memory he’s left too; sticking to me like glue. Not just him on his own, no there was Uncle James, my cousin Robert and about six of daddy’s friends.I sing the next words myself, they seem to fit much better.Sticky fluids on my body…Daddy what you leave behind for me…Dum-de-dum, dum-de-dum, dum-de-dum, de.All in all, you’re just a cum covered slut against the wall.There it is, the sound of a key in bursa escort the door, the creaking of the door opening and the firm click of it shutting. Then comes the clip, clip, clip of mother’s heels on the wooden floorboards.I can feel myself get excited and in my cum-covered state I’m almost as delirious as she’s going to be.For those of you that haven’t caught on yet, I’m covered in cum. It’s covering my face, dripping off my chin onto my tits. My black hair’s a sticky mess, my tits are thick with cum and I’m even blowing bubbles with it. There was so much left over that didn’t quite make it down my throat. But then, there were lots of men willing to coat me in spunk.My cunt’s been well used but not one of the guys dared cum up there. That was off-limits. Father insisted that all cum must be spurted over my face and body and that’s exactly what all the men did. A few couldn’t get their cock out of my mouth fast enough though, but I wasn’t complaining. Father was the last one to cover my face before he shuffled everyone out of the room.I can feel mother watching me. She takes a few more steps and her finger reaches out elegantly to touch my cum-coated chin so that she can raise it upwards.I open my eyes and smile at her. I know I look like heaven to her. Coated in honey. bursa escort bayan I can see her red wine-coated lips are eager to kiss me. I watch as she drops her coat on the floor and I’m not surprised that she’s naked underneath, and already wearing her strap-on. It’s what I would have expected.She leans in for the kiss, only her lips act more like a hoover. I’m not complaining because I know she’s loving this. My head twists and turns and with every movement, she sucks in more and more cum; some she swallows.Her hands cup my breasts and she starts mewling at the feel of them covered in slimy goo. Before I know it, she’s turned me around and is spreading my legs. Cum drops onto the sofa. Her substitute cock is pressing hard against my cunt. It’s inside me in seconds and mother leans forward to cup my breasts once more, massaging the cum into my flesh. Her hands feel so nice as it slides over my body. She loves doing this to me when I’m in this state.It’s not long before my cunt’s getting fucked. One by one her hands leave my breasts and I can hear her licking and sucking the spunk off them as she pounds me to another orgasm.I come hard, panting over the back of the sofa, and once she’s satisfied that she’s taken me thoroughly, she leans back and removes her cock from escort bursa my body.  She lifts me, turns me around and we giggle before the kisses start, and I finally get to taste some of the cum that she hasn’t hoovered up and swallowed.You don’t know the kind of discipline it takes to just sit there covered in cum, waiting for someone else to lick it off you. All I wanted to do was to massage it into my body or scoop it up and feed it to myself. Some people don’t like cold cum; Mother loves it though.Our bodies squash together and it’s not long before we are both covered in milky man cream. The kissing gets out of hand, and I know that what I want is to tongue her to orgasm on her marital bed. Mother would love that and she’s going to get it too. She knows it and so do I.What she doesn’t know is that some of that spunk she’s just licked off my body belongs to father’s brother and his son Robert, her nephew. The rest was anonymous, so to speak.As we make our way to the bedroom, I have to smile at our situation. I found out that I love to get covered in cum, used as a cum dumpster over and over, and that mother loves to suck it all off me. It’s a win-win situation.-=-=-This all started close to my seventeenth birthday. I was asked by my mother what would I like for my birthday. I replied that I’d like a clit piercing. Well, you can imagine, she went off the wall. It wasn’t happening.She came around to the idea though and she did pay for one eventually though my birthday had come and gone by the time it was done.