Make Me Your Whore
I’m your mother, the only woman you want, the only woman you jack off to. But I don’t know that… I notice how you look at me… the little glances, the accidental brushes when we pass by each other.
Your father doesn’t give me what I need… but you don’t know that. However… you’re about to find out.
I need and want your big hard cock. I want you to take me. I want you to fuck me, not make love to me. I want you to make me your whore.
It all begins with casual contact, the pulse of electricity I feel when your skin touches mine, when your body just barely brushes against my breast through my t-shirt. Then comes the moment I decide to purposely entice you, to change my clothing, to try to incite in you what you incite in me…
That’s when I learn just how much you want it too… and how you’re going to take it from me, exactly how you’ve always wanted it.