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Davey always had a telltale sign that his cock was getting hard inside of his crinkly, padded diaper. He didn’t even try to hide it. Why would he? I was his muse. “Mama…” he whispered, as his sweet voice trembled on the other end of the phone. “Can we…um, can we have some family fun together? You know how much I love that!”
I tilted my head, playfully feigning thought. “Hmm…are you sure you’ve earned it, Davey?” His eyes widened as I reached for my phone on the nightstand. “Because if you’ve been a good boy for Mommy…” I unlocked it, opened the camera, and propped it on a little stand across from my rocking chair. “Then you can show how Mommy how nicely you edge yourself for her.”
Davey’s Hottest Load
He bit his lip, nodding eagerly. With careful hands, he adjusted the blanket and unfastened his diaper, revealing his hard cock to me. His eyes stayed locked on mine as he stroked it. Slowly. Deliberately. Proudly. Just for his Mama. “That’s it, my love,” I cooed, rocking slowly in my chair. “Mother’s watching. You’re doing so well. Such a good boy. I love having family fun with you, too.”
Each praise sent a visible shiver through him. He’d pause, panting, edging his cock right up to the brink where we both thought he would explode. Then he would let go, clench his fists, and fight the urge to cum with almost comical determination. It was his favorite game. Stroking, building, basking in the heat of my attention and loving praise.
“Do you want to cum, Davey? Do you want to show your mother how much cum you’ve saved up in those balls?” I asked, sweetly. He shook his head. “N-no, Mama. Not yet. I just wanna stay here with you a little longer.” My heart swelled, of course. Davey, my darling boy, wanted me all to himself.
One hundred and twenty minutes in, I could see the glistening sweat on his brow. I could hear the whimpers tumbling out between his clenched teeth. His fingers trembled and I knew he was getting close. “Mother,” he panted. “Can I…um, can I cum now? Please? I’ve been so good.”
I leaned forward, smiling. “Only if you put on a show for me, Davey. I want to see how much you love being Mommy’s very…VERY…good boy.” He nodded frantically as his cock twitched, painting his entire computer desk in cum. It was truly glorious to see him drain his balls so thoroughly for me.
“Oh, Davey,” I said, leaning back in my chair, completely satisfied. “That was a lot of cum! You truly are Mommy’s best boy.”
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