Kyle moaned at each step his mother took; it was as if she was more aware of her movements, making them extra sensual so as to keep him turned on and at maximum stiffness. It didn't help that she had decided to wear flip flops today, each time they slapped her soft soles made her body twitch and her cunt tighten up like a vice. "I do so love that work lets me wear flip flops all the time. We know how much you love to see mommy's feet, sweetie." She cooed, patting the top part of Kyle's head that managed to stick out from between her massive tits.
Hopping into her car, Sheila drove off for a relatively uneventful ride. Each bump in the rode did bounce Kyle in and out a few times, making his tip kiss her hungry cervix each time. Gritting his teeth, he tried to not be involved as much as possible, even holding ack his loads for as long as he could. Yet, strapped to his mom and fully sheathed in her pussy, every movement made his efforts pointless. He bust another load into her just as she was walking into the office building; Sheila uttering a moan and arching her back at feeling her son doing a good job. "Oooh, thank you sweetie. I'm going to need plenty of that to get me through the day." She cheerily whispered, swaying her hips and walking toward the elevator.
Kyle didn't really know what kind of work his mother did before this reality change, but she still seemed to spend most of the day sitting in an office chair, typing away at the computer. She did have to coax Kyle into thrusting his hips by patting his back and whispering sweet words into his ear. With each second that passed, Kyle could feel his constitution slipping away from him. Smothering by her gigantic mammaries, he found her sweat as a sort of pheromone, keeping him hard and making his hips instinctively thrust. "Ah, there we go." Sheila stated, laying back in her chair around noon to just enjoy the lovemaking her boyfriend/son kept giving her.
Of course, now it was getting to lunch time. Kyle got to be given a bit more air as Sheila unbuttoned her blouse enough to let his face stick out. She helped him eat and provided him with plenty of water, making sure he stayed hydrated for the endless sex ahead of them. "You're doing a great job today, honey." She complimented him, fidgeting in her seat and teasingly clenching her cooch around his shaft. Kyle remained speechless, moving his hips fast to achieve climax once again. But, the day was far from over.
Apparently after her lunch break in this reality, Kyle and Sheila also had an hour long sex break. Sheila was able to stay whereever she wanted to make love to Kyle nonstop. She took him around behind the office building; resting hip against the wall, Sheila grabbed hold of Kyle's hips through her pants. Then it was go time.
Holding him in place, Sheila thrust her hips with such strength and vigor. It would seem she was holding back so far, now able to let her lust take control. Loud, moist noises from their connected genital echoed back to Kyle's ears as he lost his strength due to the pleasurable onslaught down below. "You like that, don't you honey?" Sheila lustfully panted, shaking her torso to smoosh Kyle's face with her tits some more. "You like being mommy's cum dispenser? You know what you must do and fill her up with every last drop."
Kyle nodded and refused to hold back any more. Unleashing a torrent of his hot spunk, he painted the inside of Sheila's womb white. Load after load was deposited into her, causing her to spasm and moan like a beast as she climaxed constantly. They kept this up for the whole hour, a very sweaty Sheila walking back into the office once the break had concluded. "He doing a good job today?" The receptionist jokingly asked as they walked by. "Oh, you know it!" Sheila happily replied, smacking her ass as she headed into the elevator. As the doors closed, the receptionist had a thought to herself. "I so gotta get my son to do that with me." She pondered, feeling her panties get a little moist.
Once back at Sheila's desk, the work continued as normally as it could, with Kyle now having no qualms about holding back his thrusting. This gave Sheila time to focus on her work instead of moving herself, biting her lip and scrunching her toes with each load she felt being pumped into her. 5 o'clock soon came around, meaning it was quitting time. Sheila started to pack up her belonging to go home for the day, patting Kyle's back at a job well done. "We'll have so much more fun once we get home, okay? Until then, don't let up." Sheila said. "Yes, m- I mean Sheila." Kyle replied kissing the sides of her tits and thrusting his hips. "Such a good boy." Sheila murmured.