Mommy Morgan Knows Best
You have a concerned look on your face. Something is definitely bothering you. You confess that you have some discomfort. I ask, “Do you have a tummy ache? Do you have a fever?” I place my lips on your forehead. You don’t feel warm.
You tell me that the pain is lower than your tummy. You point between your legs. Oh, my! I immediately see the issue. You have a tent in your pants.
I smile, “Oh I will make it all better, but you have to show it to me.” You blush. You are very embarrassed. I assure you that I will take very good care of you. “When you were playing ball last week and skinned your knee, didn’t I kiss it and make it better?
You blush, your cheeks become an even deeper shade of red. I start to undo your pants. I promise to make it all better for you.
I pull down your underwear and kiss your tummy. I softly and gently wrap my hand around your stiffy. I massage and caress you so sweetly. Give you a tug up and down as you become thicker in my hand.
“Oh my sweetie.” I lean down and kiss that big leaking head. No worries! I whisper, “here we go. Making it all better!” I place my lips around you and suck you until you are 100% all better.
Mommy Morgan knows best!
Written By: Mommy Morgan
