The Baby Maker 2

"Yes, Mommy." "Does Mommy's baby want to make Mommy really, REALLY happy?" "Oh yes, Mommy. How?" Ruth smiled. "You know how Mommy likes you to kiss her boom-booms." Where had he dredged up that infantilism for her breasts, she wondered. "Yes, Mommy. I like top kiss your boom-booms." "I know you do, darling. Well you can kiss Mommy other places to make Mommy feel good, Sweetie," she smiled adding a little mystery to her voice. "Where, Mommy?" Ruth's answer was to push his head down to her waist. "In your belly button, Mommy?" Robert giggled. "Yes, start there, Baby. Mommy likes that. Oh, yes! Just like that." Ruth was glad that her navel was getting reamed by the long hard tongue of a healthy young man, even if he thought he was a child. It was making her wet again. "Mommy likes that a lot, Bobby. Now a little lower." She gently pushed again. "Mommy, you have hair down there!" "Yes, Baby, I do. That's Mommy's 'pussy.' Do you like it?" "Oh, yes. I like it Mommy, but it tickles my nose."