Hunk Hunter (part 7) Suck out his cum and swallow it

"Mmmmmmmm," I moan as my lips glide over Herbert's impressive cock, sliding over the fat bulge of his cockhead. The poor young man is practically vibrating with pleasure as I suck his cock. My pussy throbs with need, but right now it's a certain young man's load that I want. Right in my mouth. Right down my throat.

"M-M-Ma'am," he wheezes, his hands balling into fists. "It's going to happen again! It's really close now!"

I pop my lips free of his cock wetly, stroking his purpling hardness as I look up at him and smile. "That's right, Herbert. I want you to let it all out. Right into my mouth. Can you do that?"

"In you mouth?" He quivers and his cock twitches in my hand. I give it a slowly lick, tasting more of his salty pre on my tongue. 

"That's right," I purr. "I want you to shoot a big load of cum into my mouth, Herbert. I am going to suck it all out for you."

"Oh t-that's...oohhhhHHHHH..."

His words trail off and his head falls back as I resume sucking his edging cock. The den fill with his wheezing breaths and the lewd wet sound of my hand and mouth on his big cock. My saliva soaks him and drips from his tightening balls. My fingers are coated in spit and each twitch of his cock in my mouth is oozing out more of his salty precum. I suck hard, looking up at him as I hollow my cheeks around his bulging cockhead. Herbert convulses and lets out an almost anguished cry of pleasure. 

"Mmmmmmmmhhmmmmm!" I encourage him, my brow furrowing as I slurp him deeper into my mouth.

"It feels...so good...ahHHHH!" He thrusts against my hand, but I'm in control. I limit how deep he can go with his big teenage cock. I concentrate on sucking him, bobbing quickly and popping my soft, wet lips over his straining tip. My tongue flicks beneath his head, rapidly, urging him to shoot. To explode into my motherly mouth.

"Ahhhhhh! I can't stop it!" He cries, rising on his tiptoes and doing his best to thrust through my hand and into my mouth. 

He's so forceful that he almost succeeds, pushing his cock nearly to the back of my mouth. My grip tightens at his root just as his desperate whines peak to a hoarse shout of ecstasy. His teenage cock explodes in my mouth. Thick spurts of hot cum gush over my tongue and I gulp them straight down. They're thick in my throat as I swallow again and again, almost unable to keep up with the rapid pumping of his spunk into my mouth. 

I watch the ecstasy on his face, sucking harder and then softer, gently sliding my lips on his throbbing dick as I drink his cum. Oh, let me tell you, he's so much more than I expected. Such a nice, thick cock on such a scrawny, sickly boy. So much hot cum, thick and salty in my throat, heavy in my tummy. 

I pop my lips free, panting softly as I lick an errant droplet of cum from the corner of my mouth.

"Oh, my, Herbert," I chuckle. "What an eruption!"

CRACK-HISS! He lowers in the inhaler, red-faced and even more out of breath than I am. "S-s-sorry, ma'am, I couldn't...I mean it felt to good to stop."

"Oh, that's exactly what I wanted," I reply, giving him a stroke to get out the last pearly drops and loudly slurping them from his tip. I stand up slowly, taller than Herbert even in my bare feet. "You did very well, young man. I'm so glad I picked you."

I embrace him and kiss him. Chastely at first, but pulling him against my naked, oily body and slowly sliding my tongue into his mouth. The kiss deepens and he sags into my arms as if he might pass out. I lower him onto the nearby sofa. He looks ridiculous in his sneakers and naked from the waist down, his cock slowly softening after my blowjob.

"Are you alright?" I ask him.

"I'm okay," he says, looking a little sickly. 

"Maybe I had better send you home for the day," I say, biting my lower lip.

"W-wait," he says, sitting up suddenly. "Please. I want to stay with you. I want to...I want to do other things."

"Oh?" That's more like it. "What sort of things, Herbert?"

"C-could you kiss me again?" He asks, adorably nervous about asking me. 

"Of course," I say, leaning against him, draping my breasts against his arm as I plant a kiss on his lips. He's ready for me this time. His tongue meets mine and we begin to swap kisses back and forth, tongues dancing, soft moans vibrating from his mouth to mine. I stroke his slender chest through his shirt. My hand moving lower. Fingers brushing his wet cock. He moans into my mouth again as I wrap my fingers around his semi-flaccid cock and begin to stroke.

"Ohhhhh," he whimpers.

"We can do all sorts of things together," I say. "But I have another chore for you first. Can you do that?"

"I t-think so," he says uncertainly. "What's the chore?"

What chore do I have for Herbert?