Chapter 63 Do All Peaches Taste This Good?

Chapter 63 Do All Peaches Taste This Good?

She then followed what her son said and tilted her head up and opened her mouth wide, like she was trying to taste the falling rain. Only in this case, the rainwater she was about to drink was her own fluids that had been marinating in her butt for a while now and have been waiting for someone to slurp it all off.

"Stick your tongue out, Abi, just in case it drips out of your mouth...I don't want you to spill any of this liquid, since it's a precious commodity that most people would get on their knees and beg to get a single drop." She stuck out her pink tongue, while thinking why people would fight over something as disgusting as her sweat, which only made her already sultry brown face that was flushed all over even more erotic.

Her son then put his cupped hand over her mouth, and while she looked up at him with watery eyes like she was ready to receive his load, he tilted his hand like a beaker and poured the fluids into her mouth.

Pour~

He made sure to do it carefully, like what he held in his hand was liquid gold, and poured the sweat in a small stream, right into her mouth. The narrow flow of saliva fell down and hit her tongue, where some of it splashed onto the rest of her mouth, but most of it went straight into her cavity below. Not a drop of her fluids were wasted, and by the time he had emptied his hand out, she had a large spoon full of saliva in her mouth, which she didn't know what to do with.

She quickly pulled her tongue back in and thought of immediately swallowing it, as the thought of having her own dirty sweat in her mouth repulsed her. But at the same time, she was curious about its flavour and how much it differed from what she tasted on her lips, so she didn't immediately swallow it and took her time to savour it.

Her first immediate impression of it was that it was quite salty to taste, like seawater, and didn't have the usual sour taste she was looking for. But after ignoring the bitter saltiness that came upon first taste, she could taste the fruity sourness that she was looking for; like a fresh squeeze of some citric fruit added to her sweat.

Unlike how he was elegantly licking his wrist earlier, like a cat, she was licking her palm like a dog that just got a treat and was leaving her slobber all over his palm, while at the same time licking up her remnant sweat on his hand.

She didn't let go of any spot and thoroughly swept her pink tongue across the entirety of his hand, even including the webbing in between his fingers, like she didn't want to let a single drop of her sweat to go to waste. She didn't even leave his fingers unattended as after she licked his palm clean, she puckered her lips like she was blowing a ballon and pushed his fingers into her mouth one by one.

Slurp~ Slurp~

She first shoved each finger in her mouth, closed her lips until not even a breath of air could escape, and pulled out his fingers like she was trying to suck off the grime on his fingers. If she sucked any harder, the probability of his flesh coming from the bones was way too high, as she currently looked like she was trying to slurp off the meat of some mouth watering chicken wings.

She started with his pinky and made her way around all his fingers until there wasn't a smear of her sweat on them, and only struggled to suck off his middle finger since it was too long and made her gag when it reached the back of her throat.

Slurp~ Guck~ Guck~

After slurping off his thumb, which was the last finger that needed to be sucked off, she let go of her son's hand, which was glistening after being entirely covered in her saliva. His other hand was already lathered in her spit and was shining whenever light hit it from a certain angle, and now both of his hands looked almost the same; with one of them looking more wet than the other.

"What was all that about, Abi? I don't remember asking you to lick my hands clean." He asked, as he admired his hands that were covered in his mother's fluids and was rubbing his fingers together as if he were comparing the viscosity of her sweat in both his hands.

"I-I just thought that it would be easier for your hands to slip inside my butt if I lubed up both your hands, so I licked your other hand a bit to help you out." She couldn't say that she actually did it so that he didn't lick the remnants of sweat on his hand when she wasn't looking, and told a simple lie. The other reason she licked his hand was even more embarrassing than the first, which was that she wanted to have a taste of her sweat right from her son's hands, and wanted to find out if it tasted better than before, which she obviously couldn't say aloud.