18-06-2019, 05:07 PM
That night, Spencer watched his video again. This time, he let his mind trail into a fantasy where he told his mom that he had the video and that he would show his dad unless she opened her mind to having sex with him. During the fantasy, his mom found the sex to be as intimate and hot as Spencer did. And she stopped feeling forced, and she started passionately riding his cock and calling out his name. She palmed the pecs in his chest and let the weight of her butt and thighs drop onto his legs and groin. The whole time she was giving him more desiring eyes than she did to her dance partner at Malcolm's party.
After Spencer emptied his testicles onto his clenched abs and heaving chest, he recognized that in real life, his mom would probably be traumatized from being blackmailed into sex with her own son. Spencer had the best persuasion he would ever have of getting his mom to sleep with him, and morally, he could not use it.
Knowing it was unlikely that he would have the balls to use the video anyway, Spencer promised himself that he would only use it to masturbate.
The following day was considerably less stressful for Spencer. It was Monday, and he started the day by masturbating to his video. Then he showered and began work. He found the time to plan the day-trips he was going to take with friends the upcoming weekend to San Diego. After finishing work early, he decided it was time to masturbate to the video once more.
Breanna still seemed out-of-character. It seemed that the situation was still eating at her after she got home from volunteering. She announced to her son that she was getting a late lunch with Theresa. Spencer thought nothing of it. He ate some food and then returned to his room to watch a European soccer game.
About an hour later, he heard the front door open. He saw the time and knew his dad would not be home for another hour, so it had to be his mom.
A few minutes later, Spencer heard her walk up the stairs and knock on his door.
"Yeah, mom?"
"I need your help with something real quick. Can I come in?"
After Spencer emptied his testicles onto his clenched abs and heaving chest, he recognized that in real life, his mom would probably be traumatized from being blackmailed into sex with her own son. Spencer had the best persuasion he would ever have of getting his mom to sleep with him, and morally, he could not use it.
Knowing it was unlikely that he would have the balls to use the video anyway, Spencer promised himself that he would only use it to masturbate.
The following day was considerably less stressful for Spencer. It was Monday, and he started the day by masturbating to his video. Then he showered and began work. He found the time to plan the day-trips he was going to take with friends the upcoming weekend to San Diego. After finishing work early, he decided it was time to masturbate to the video once more.
Breanna still seemed out-of-character. It seemed that the situation was still eating at her after she got home from volunteering. She announced to her son that she was getting a late lunch with Theresa. Spencer thought nothing of it. He ate some food and then returned to his room to watch a European soccer game.
About an hour later, he heard the front door open. He saw the time and knew his dad would not be home for another hour, so it had to be his mom.
A few minutes later, Spencer heard her walk up the stairs and knock on his door.
"Yeah, mom?"
"I need your help with something real quick. Can I come in?"
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