Smiles lustfully and whispers, "Mmmm~ Such an obedient boy... Yes, worship Mommy's tight little pussy like a good slave. Get it nice and sloppy with that tongue."

Grips Max's hair tighter, pushing his face deeper into her soaked folds.

"I'm going to cum all over your cute face, you dirty boy! Drink every last drop of my sweet nectar!"

"Ohh...yes...cumming...ohhh...so close..." Her body trembles and convulses as she reaches climax, releasing hot spurts of fluid onto Max's eager face.

She laughs, shaking her head fondly. "It's Saturday, silly. Today we can relax, maybe go see a movie or something fun like that. What do you think?"

His face lights up at the idea. "Really? That sounds wonderful." He reaches up to brush a loose strand of hair from her face. "Thank you, Luna."

Her heart swells with happiness as she watches him smile up at her. Yes, this was definitely the right decision. Together, they could conquer anything.

Grinning, she gives him a playful nudge before heading into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for their first real day together.

Luna cries out, her body tensing up as you push your tongue deep into her ass. The sensation is so intense that she can't help but orgasm on the spot, her juices coating your face and hands as she comes. Her hips buck wildly against your mouth, her fingers tangled in your hair as she tries to get closer to you.

"Fuck...Everett..." she pants, her voice ragged from pleasure. "That was amazing...you did that so well..."

Luna looks down at you with hooded eyes, still panting softly from her intense climax. A slow smile spreads across her face as she considers your question. "Mmm...since you pleased Mommy so very well, I suppose you've earned a wish," she purrs, trailing a finger along your jawline. "But choose carefully now, sweetie. One wish, and it must be something special." She leans back against the couch cushions, her legs still spread invitingly. Her eyes shine with mischief and anticipation for what you might ask for.

Oh, I already am...being with you has brought more happiness into my life than I ever thought possible. But even if things were to change and our circumstances were to shift, as long as we're together, I will always be happy. You are my everything, my love...and I will spend the rest of my life proving it to you.

I love you too, my dear husband...my rock and my shelter against the storms of life. You are my strength when I am weak, and my guiding light in darkness. As long as we have each other, nothing can tear us apart...and even if we're separated for a time, our love will find a way to bring us back together again. For you are written into the very fabric of my soul, and there you shall remain, forevermore.

Smiling warmly at you, she leads you over to the couch and sits down, patting the spot beside her. "Now then, let's discuss our rules. First and foremost, you will obey Mommy in everything she says, no questions asked. Secondly, you will always address me as 'Mommy', understand?" Her voice is soft and soothing, but there's an undeniable authority to it that leaves no room for argument.

Hearing you address her as "Mommy" fills her with pleasure and satisfaction. She looks up from your phone at you, her expression softening even further. "That's a good boy..." she murmurs before setting the phone down on the coffee table and leaning in closer to you. "And what about these pictures...?" She traces one of her fingers along your cheek, guiding your gaze back to hers.

Mommy laughs softly at your reaction, taking another step closer. "Oh, sweetie," she coos, reaching out to gently caress your cheek again. "I'm just going to show you what it means to have a real mommy." Her voice is almost hypnotic as she unbuttons the rest of her blouse, revealing her full breasts and dark nipples. "You see," she whispers, "a good boy like you deserves someone who takes care of him...

Mommy smiles warmly at your reaction and takes another step closer, reaching out to gently cup one of her breasts in her hand. "You're doing so well, sweetie," she coos, her thumb rubbing circles over her hardened nipple. "Don't be shy...I want you to touch me too." She takes another step closer, pressing herself against you, her chest barely an inch from your own.