Mom rubbed my cockhead around her big pink nipple. Precum continued to drip from my piss-slit.
"This thing's like a leaky faucet." She said with a giggle.
She looked into my eyes but I was busy staring at the deep canyon between her breasts.
"I bet I know what your thinking about." She said.
"What?" I asked.
"The space between them. Am I right?" She asked.
"Yeah." I answered.
Mom glanced down at her cleavage then back at me with a smile.
"Pretty big space isn't it? She asked.
I nodded.
"It would take something awfully big to fill that void." She said, glancing at my cock, then back at me. "Get your baby-oil." She commanded.
"Baby-oil?" I asked, trying to act stupid.
"Yes, the baby-oil in your drawer that you use to masturbate. I cleaned your room today, remember." She said.
I went to my dresser and fetched my bottle of baby-oil. I then went and sat back down, handing it to mom, who still knelt on the floor. She opened the bottle and squirted a fair amount on the tip of my cock.
"Lather it up," She said.
She then squirted a bunch onto her boobs. A river of liquid rolled down her juggs, most of it disappearing into her deep cleft. She put the bottle down and with both hands began to rub the oil into the skin of her boobs. She pulled her orbs aparts and gave another drenching squirt between them. Her cleavage glistened with a thick coat of slippery oil. While she did this I rubbed the oil around until every inch of my cock and balls were covered.
"What's this for?" I had to ask even though I had a pretty good idea. She surprised me by the boldness of her answer.
"Lubrication for the tits your about to fuck." She said candidly.
Goosebumps covered my entire body as her words literally took my breath away. It was the first time I had ever heard mom say the F-word.
"Really?" I asked.
She smiled back at me.
"Really...but if you don't want to..." She said teasingly.
"No, no I do." I said eagerly.
"Now don't get in too big a hurry, sport, mom needs to properly train you. You do it exactly the way I say or we'll stop." She said.
"Okay." I said.
Mom lifted her tits and moved towards me.
"Move to the very edge of the bed." She said.
I did so and she crawled right between my legs until her busom was hovering above my swollen member.
"Lay back onto your elbows." She commanded.
I did so and she let her tits plop down on both sides of my dick. I could feel their weight and pillowy softness as they rested on the tops of my legs. My cock stood like a fleshy pillar in the V between her mammaries. Baby-oil gleamed, forming a liquidy pouch between her canyon walls. Mom placed her hands on the outside of each breast, preparing to squeeze them together.
"I don't want you to hump until I tell you, okay. We need to develop a comfortable groove for you first." She said.
