My mother first simply watched as I played around with her nipple in my mouth, grazing my teeth on it every once in a while, which made her whimper out from the sharp edge of my teeth cutting past her equally hard nipples, which sent shivers through her spine, like the sound produced when you run a blade across a chalkboard.
But after seeing me enjoying her nipple all to myself, she plunged right into action and started fighting for her nipple as well.
Lick~ Slurp~ Lick~
At first, she couldn't do anything but lick the outer part of her areola and slide her tongue across the outer ring of the purple circle she had on her breasts; that was quite delicate to touch, like wet silk, since I had taken in her entire nipple into my mouth and refused to share it with her.
