Mom's other hand landed on my hip, and slowly it slid around to grasp my firm, muscular ass cheek. I was rapidly losing my composure. I felt Mom let go with one hand, and the other slid bown to the base. But for the most part she had that 'chocolate ice cream' look on her face. My knees about gave out from under me, but I reached flailingly behind me and found the counter to hold on to. Finally, Mom let my now softening cock slip from between her greedy lips, and sat back on her heels, rubbing my cum into her tits and then scooping what she could from her face into her mouth, licking her fingers like she was at KFC. I guess I got a little carried away watching you put stuff away I sort of jumped with a little start and trembled. After a few minutes of this lovely torture, Mom raised herself up a little, and angled her face down, causing her hair to cover her face. Mostly, I was thinking about how to beat the next level in the video game I'd been playing. Peeking around the corner into the garage I saw that Mom had closed the garage door, so I didn't have to press the button and wait before heading out into the garage. I could also see a little brown from Mom's ass on it, which should have grossed me out, but it didn't. Grabbing the bags of chips, and carefully setting one aside so Mom wouldn't notice, I reached up to put the rest in the high cupboard where they go.