Step-Mom is getting ready for work, and you're still sulking at the end of the bed with a pillow, not feeling well and aching for some kind of motherly attention. When she finishes, she walks over to you and kneels down at the side of the bed. It's obvious that she's a bit worried about you, but her tone is iffy - she doesn't think you're lying about being sick, but she can't quite be sure. She decides to call out at work.

You hope that she will cater to you now, bring you food and drinks and anything you want throughout the day. However, she tells you that Step-Mommy's have speci...

Step-Mom is getting ready for work, and you're still sulking at the end of the bed with a pillow, not feeling well and aching for some kind of motherly attention. When she finishes, she walks over to you and kneels down at the side of the bed. It's obvious that she's a bit worried about you, but her tone is iffy - she doesn't think you're lying about being sick, but she can't quite be sure. She decides to call out at work.

You hope that she will cater to you now, bring you food and drinks and anything you want throughout the day. However, she tells you that Step-Mommy's have special medicine just for sick boys like yourself. The key is to close your eyes and part your lips... just slurp it up good, all of it, and listen as Step-Mommy moans in approval.