He felt himself tingling from his stomach all the way up to his head. Moreso than usual considering he was asleep. I’m going to make it so that we’re never apart and you’ll always be with me, even if you’ll have to grow up again and again.”
As soon as she said this, another strong throb and pulse poured liquids into Louis, causing his eyes to roll back into the back of his head as he panted, masturbating faster, stroking his soaking and throbbing member. With half mast eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness, he moved his hand around the protrusion that came down and firmly, if not oddly pleasant, onto his navel which was firmly attached and surging warm fluid into him. “M-M-Mooommmmmmm,” he tried to protest, but instead moaned aloud with the sensations as the tendril tugged him along with the swallowing throat of his mothers’ vagina, as he could feel his calves start to be deliciously squeezed and massaged in a wet flesh blanket.