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My Mom Thinks My Cock Is A Sentient Being: Episode 1 by Luca Satana
My mom thinks my cock is a sentient being, with a mind and thoughts of its own. She’s not crazy. So, don’t even go there. I love my mom. Probably too much.
Okay, so yeah, I’m pretty sure my mom thinks my cock is a sentient being. You know, with a mind, and thoughts of its own. Actually, independent of me. Almost, separate from me. With its own motives and things like that. Yeah, it sounds super crazy. I know. But, my mom is not crazy. So, don’t even go there. I love my mom. Probably too much. As, I guess, you’re about to find out.
Excerpt:
It all started one night, after evening church, after, of all things, an episode of Game of Thrones. Yeah, I know, Game of Thrones isn’t exactly Christian. Actually, it’s quite far from it. But, it’s really good. Or, at least the beginning and middle parts were good. The ending part, not so much. But, we won’t get into that. Either way, this was during the middle part. You know, when the whole country was super in love with the show. Including me and my mom. Because it was so good. If you could look past all the incest. And, all the nudity. Which, I guess, in the end, I couldn’t, which sort of like started this whole thing.
Okay, so having just finished the episode, I was sitting back on the couch. You know, just processing how good the episode was. My mom was, I don’t know, probably doing the same, over there on the opposite side of the couch. When, I guess, she noticed it. My cock. My. Big. Cock. Standing straight up in my pajama bottoms.
“Mathew!” my mom practically screamed, scaring the bejesus out of me.
“What?” I said, feeling my heart pounding.
“What do you mean, what?” She sat up, pointing right at my giant cock. “Look!”
“Oh…” I couldn’t believe it. How embarrassing. “Sorry?”
“Mathew?” she said, sort of softening her tone, as she smiled warmly at me. “Sweetheart? Mommy appreciates your willingness to take the fall for your not-so-little friend. But, it’s hardly your fault.”
“Oh…” I smirked, not at all sure what she meant. “Okay…”
