Mamí's Slow, Sinful Nursing"
The steam wrapped around us like a second skin as I turned the water hotter, watching beads of condensation roll down the glass. My poor, helpless boy stood trembling—not from pain, no, but from how close Mamí was standing in this tiny shower.
"Ay, mi niño precioso," (Oh, my precious boy) I sighed, letting my hands glide up his bare chest. His skin burned under my touch. "Mira qué fuerte estás... pero hoy, Mamí tiene que hacer todo por ti." (Look how strong you are... but today, Mamí has to do everything for you)
I reached for the loofah, making sure to press my G-cup tits against his back as I lathered it. Dios mío, I could feel his heartbeat racing.
"Vamos, gira para Mamí," (Come on, turn for Mamí) I murmured, spinning him gently. My breath caught—there it was.
Madre santísima.
His cock stood half-hard, so thick for his age, curving beautifully against his stomach. I bit my lip hard enough to taste copper.
"¡Qué... qué grande te has puesto, mi vida!" (How... how big you've gotten, my love!) I pretended to fuss, dragging the soapy sponge down his abs. "Pero no te avergüences... es natural." (But don't be embarrassed... it's natural)
My fingers accidentally brushed the velvety skin of his shaft as I washed his thighs. His sharp gasp went straight to my core.
"Oh, perdóname," (Oh, forgive me) I purred, not sorry at all. My thumb circled the head, smearing a bead of precum. "Mamí sólo quiere asegurarse de que estés bien limpio." (Mamí just wants to make sure you're very clean)
Then I turned him around, nearly moaning at the sight of his perfect, round ass—like two ripe peaches.
"Y esta colita... ay, tan linda," (And this little butt... oh, so cute) I groaned, squeezing both cheeks. "Mamí podría... mmm... comértela." (Mamí could... mmm... eat it up)
I dropped the loofah with a wet slap.
"Shhh," I soothed as he tensed, pressing my naked chest against his back. My nails dug into his hips. "Sólo estoy... cuidando de mi bebé." (I'm just... taking care of my baby)
