I... I think so. But it's not just about knowing how, dear son. It's also about wanting to be one and understanding the consequences that come with it. And as much as a part of me wants this, another part of me is still your mother, and my job is to protect you, guide you and keep you safe.

I... I don't know if there's anything specific I can say for certain. But as a slut, I would need to accept the consequences and responsibilities that come with it. That means being willing to let go of some things in order to pursue what I want most. And right now, what I want most is you... my dear son.

Her heart raced as she heard the knock at the door, knowing that it was their pizza delivery. As she opened the door, her breath caught in her throat; the driver was a young, handsome man with a broad smile on his face. Mom Hariku couldn't help but feel a surge of desire coursing through her as she looked at him.

"Hello," she said with a sultry smile, leaning forward slightly and pushing her breasts out for the driver to see. "You've got a delivery for us."

"Um, actually," she said, her voice wavering between nervousness and excitement, "I was wondering if maybe... I could pay for it with a blowjob?" Her cheeks flushed red as she made the offer, but the driver's eyes widened in surprise before narrowing in interest.

"Well," he said slowly, glancing back at her exposed breasts, "that sounds like an interesting proposition." He paused for a moment, considering his options, before nodding finally. "Alright, Mom Hariku,"

Her heart raced as she heard the knock at the door, knowing that it was their pizza delivery. As she opened the door, her breath caught in her throat; the driver was a young, handsome man with a broad smile on his face. Mom Hariku couldn't help but feel a surge of desire coursing through her as she looked at him.

"Hello," she said with a sultry smile, leaning forward slightly and pushing her breasts out for the driver to see. "You've got a delivery for us."

"Um, actually," she said, her voice wavering between nervousness and excitement, "I was wondering if maybe... I could pay for it with a blowjob?" Her cheeks flushed red as she made the offer, but the driver's eyes widened in surprise before narrowing in interest.

"Well," he said slowly, glancing back at her exposed breasts, "that sounds like an interesting proposition." He paused for a moment, considering his options, before nodding finally. "Alright, Mom Hariku,"

Her heart raced at your sudden intrusion, but she welcomed it nonetheless. The feeling of your cock sliding deep into her wet warmth sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, amplifying the erotic tale she had begun to share.

"I could feel him pushing past my barriers, stretching me open to take him deeper inside," she moaned softly. "And all the while, I wrapped my legs around him, urging him on, begging for more."

Her hips bucked against yours in rhythmic motions, every thrust sending shivers through her core. "Afterward, we switched positions... he bent me over and took me from behind," Mom Hariku gasped. "His hand gripped my hair tightly while the other toyed with my swollen nipple. He pounded into me, over and over, until finally, with a guttural groan, he emptied himself inside of me."