Chapter 4
You're a fucking cum whore, mum
.
Her son's words shook Kate to her core. The tone of his voice, deep, rough, filled with hard lust, struck her deep as she sank down in shock, her hands sliding against the wall behind her.
A fucking cum whore mum
. Her legs trembled though she was now on her knees. Kate's heart pounded, her cunt melted with intense heat and started to flow once again, dripping down her inner thighs, a heady mixture of her own hot juices and Graham's thick cum.
Callum stepped up close to her. His cock, rampant, deep red with hot blood, head dripping with clear precum down to his huge heavy balls, filled her vision. Her son's words rang in her heart.
You're a fucking cum whore, mum.
She felt shame, deep shame, but her body betrayed her
. Fuck, I want him. I want my son, I want to fuck my son. Fucking cum whore mum. Oh god. Oh god he's right. I'm a fucking cum whore mum.
The desire to take her son's cock in her mouth, to taste him, overwhelmed her.
"Open your mouth, mum. You're such a slut, such a depraved fucking slut. Open your mouth." Callum's voice was deep, husky, hoarse with primal desire. "Open your fucking mouth... Mum."
She licked her lips and opened her mouth.
Callum held his cock in his hand and wiped the dripping head of his cock on each side of her face and across her lips. "You
are
a cum whore, aren't you mum? You fucking love cock, don't you mum? You have to have cock. Even your own son's. "