Red eyes

It all began on the edge of a swamp, when Tommy was bitten by an insect.

It was an evening when he was eight years old. Tommy was fantasizing about being a brilliant
super spy, hacking into the enemy's electronic systems, with an imaginary female spy captivated by his charm. This daydream was so enchanting that, at its peak, he failed to notice the unusually large insect. The insect was lying on a log Tommy had to pass, and when he touched it , it
immediately reacted
. " Aaaaaahh ... Mom still looked so young and beautiful, no more than twenty-five. Tommy was conceived by Mom when she was in high school, but Dad had made the best preparations for them, until that accident last year… “Hi! Mommy,” Tommy greeted loudly. She glanced at her son’s waving arm, giving him a worried look. Mom inherited Dad’s shares and is now the general manager of a trading company, managing many male employees. On Saturdays, she doesn’t have to work, and when she’s home, she keeps a closer eye on her son. Today is Saturday the boy got hurt. “What are you doing?” Mom asked, immediately putting down her work and running over to check the wound. “Oh! It’s nothing, just a bug bite,” Tommy waved his arm, indicating he didn’t care, but Mom grabbed his hand and examined it carefully. She kissed her son’s forehead. "Where did you get bitten?" "From the woods near the door, towards the swamp. It's nothing , isn't it?" "I thought I told you not to go near that abandoned chemical waste dump." Mom's face darkened. "Oh, Mommy. It's just a bite, it'll be fine soon ." "You're always like this, I should really spank you. Other kids are past this mischievous age." Mom sighed, "Raising an eight-year-old without a father is exhausting." As she spoke, a single, glistening tear appeared in the corner of her eye. "I'm so sad that Daddy's gone, Mommy, I love you." "I know." Mom wiped away his tears. "Tommy, Mommy has to go out tonight. Later, that pretty young lady, Lisa, will come to take care of you." "Oh! Mommy, I don't need a nanny. Didn't you say I'm old enough? Please, Mommy !" Tommy wasn't really bothered by Lisa. She was always exciting, and in his eyes, she was a real beauty. If he had the chance, maybe he could play a videotape of his favorites. "I love you, son. I can't take any risks. She'll be here before six. You'd better ." Mom patted Tommy's hair and went back to her interrupted kitchen work. Completely forgetting his spy game, Tommy slipped back to his room, locked the door, and pulled out the porn magazine he'd secretly gotten from his mother. Looking at the blonde women with exposed breasts and bare buttocks in the book, he began to wonder if his mother was also unaware, like these women . But he knew Lisa definitely was. Time passed, and after a satisfying "reading" session, Tommy realized it was almost time for Lisa to arrive. He didn't want to miss the chance to see her, even if this woman was there to control him. Tommy went into the bathroom, wanting to tidy himself up before Lisa arrived. In the mirror, he was surprised to find his eyes faintly glowing red. Oh well, maybe it was just his imagination! He focused, recalling his impressions of Lisa . Lisa had just entered university this fall. She was as , even more beautiful. A pair of long, smooth, beautiful legs made her almost five feet eight inches tall; a pair of round, soft 92F breasts; and an angelic face that could mesmerize anyone. A perfect oval face, brown eyes , a delicate nose as if sculpted by a master; a small mouth placed in a perfect position on a face he had never seen before; her lips were extremely beautiful, almost always perpetually upturned, making one restlessly want to taste them. Her lovely black hair was always so soft and captivating whenever he touched it. "Tommy!" His mother's voice came from downstairs, and he quickly climbed the stairs. His mother and Lisa were standing in the doorway. His mother looked beautiful too, her hair styled in a French braid, her tight-fitting short skirt perfectly showcasing her legs, and her low-cut top subtly revealing her breasts, which were even fuller than he remembered. Tommy gasped, then looked at Lisa. His mother and she were discussing their monthly paychecks . Lisa was wearing jeans, concealing her long, beautiful legs that he found pleasing. But her breasts were encased in a light blue camisole, her large breasts stretching the camisole 's outline, her nipples almost bursting out. Tommy found it hard to breathe; he was sure every man would drool over those enormous breasts. Her pretty black hair was tied in a ponytail, cascading gracefully down her neck, and when she nodded in agreement with her mother , it bounced back in waves, radiating youthful vitality. "Tommy, Mommy might be back quite late. Mr. Bruce and I will be going to see a movie after dinner. Be good at home, okay?" Mom waved. Tommy stared intently at his mother, watching her walk away, her back shrouded in her clothes. How come he never noticed how good his mother's figure was before?! Mom must be thinking about what she and Mr. Bruce would do tonight! "Okay, Tommy. I'm going to watch TV for a bit. Do you need anything?" To Tommy , Lisa's sweet voice was like heaven. "Um, no." Tommy closed his eyes on her bright, crystal-clear brown eyes, trying to reach for his usual...

He didn't want to just slip back upstairs and indulge in his favorite daydreams
.

"How about we find something to do, like...like playing a simple game of cards?"

Lisa's eyes suddenly misted over, her expression blank for a moment, then she smiled
and nodded.

"Sure, cards are fun, I'm good at them. Wait a minute, I'll go find some cards."
She went to the cabinet and found the deck her mother had kept there.

It

was strange; his request had almost become a ritual. He would ask, and Lisa
would always smile and say no.

She usually told him to do something childish and wait for her mother to come home. That smile almost
always melted his heart with joy, yet he was always deeply hurt by the rejection.

But this time she said yes...

Quite surprised, perhaps even nearly fainting from the surprise, Tommy sat down in the living room.

The carpet was soft, and the space was spacious enough for a game of cards. Besides, if he could figure out a
way to snuggle up to her, it would be a nice place to lie down.

Lisa returned, holding a deck of cards. She didn't
seem . Lisa sat down on the carpet, her legs crossed without a care in the world. With the slightest movement
, her large breasts bounced violently within her bra.

She seemed to have forgotten the effect this had on Tommy; each sway of her breasts
caused another sharp pain between the boy's legs.

"Oh!" Tommy groaned incoherently.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Lisa asked genuinely.

She knew how troublesome it was for a nanny when her child was sick while his parents weren't home. Tommy's
obvious admiration wasn't enough to bother her, but if he was sick, she would be
very upset tonight.

"I'm fine," he replied quickly, trying to control his gaze from staring at her chest.

Tommy wanted Lisa to think he was manly, not sickly, so he sat up straight
, puffing out his chest.

Lisa dealt the cards, and they began playing Big Two.

Not long after they started playing, Tommy suddenly had a strange feeling. Every time their eyes met, Lisa
would do something silly, like taking two cards in a row. He was puzzled as to why.

Strangely, she actually agreed that this made the game faster.

Blinking, he remembered that his eyes had a reddish glow in the mirror. He decided to experiment and
see if his words would affect Lisa when their eyes met...

"You should discard the Ace of Spades." When their eyes met again, he suggested directly.

He knew she had that card, and she seemed to know he needed it too. After a blank look,
Lisa nodded slightly.

In the next round, she was again asked to discard a spade. Tommy opened his mouth wide, quickly gathered his cards, and
discarded , winning the round.

Lisa looked somewhat disgusted and unhappy, helplessly shaking her hand.

"Hmm." Tommy met her gaze again, trying his best to win using this method, enjoying it immensely.
He could even feel a reddish glow reflected in Lisa's brown eyes.

Suddenly, Tommy had an idea. He said, "Hey! How about we play striptease?"

Lisa shook her head, seemingly out of control, then stared at the playing cards.

"I... I think we should just play regular striptease. My boyfriend won't like your idea
, and your mom won't approve." Lisa refused, but inwardly she didn't understand why a voice
kept persuading her that the suggestion was actually quite interesting. She didn't think satisfying this brat's
desires was a good thing at all.

Tommy looked at Lisa again...

"You really want to see my eyes clearly now," he whispered, just loud enough for
her to hear.

Tommy tried to make his voice rhythmic, full of alluring hypnotic power. He felt that using
this strange seduction required a deeper voice.

"I... yes... your eyes are beautiful..." Lisa drifted into a daze, already lost in
those two hazy red pools.

Tommy was surprised; he remembered reading about various phenomena related to hypnosis before. Suddenly,
he could do this to Lisa, and she seemed to only offer slight resistance.

Whatever the restrictions the book placed on this kind of thing, as long as he could control Lisa now
! He really wanted to make Lisa strip off those disgusting clothes.

"When your gaze shifts elsewhere, you will forget you have a boyfriend."

"Yes, I... I will forget Roger."

Lisa nodded, but didn't look away. Tommy laughed gleefully, certain that Lisa was under the
control of some unknown magic.

Some mysterious magic belonging to him.

What exactly was going on? This was beyond his comprehension, but he would definitely figure out a perfect way to use it
...

"You don't need to worry about my mommy, she'll be happy to know you like me."

"Yes, happy... happy." Lisa was completely under control; her once sweet voice
now sounded lifeless.

"You want to play with me... stripping down to your big dick."

"I want to... no, no, that's wrong!... I... I want to..." She tried to
shake her head, but was immediately captivated.

“You like playing striptease with me,” Tommy reiterated.

“I like playing striptease with you,” Lisa finally relented, seemingly a little confused as to
why she had so firmly refused earlier.

“Even when I look away, you’ll still do as I say, understand?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Lisa’s eyes suddenly went blank, startling Tommy, who quickly
looked to let her regain her senses.

She quickly dropped her cards and drew another set, as if it were all her own idea.

“Okay, a bet is a bet,” she smiled. “One round is one piece of clothing, right?”

“Sounds good for me.” Tommy smiled slightly, knowing he would soon see Lisa’s body, which had only
appeared . He was very interested in how to fit her large breasts into her.

Tommy expected her to take them off immediately, but there seemed to be a better way.

“Your turn,” Lisa said.

Tommy quickly won the first round.

Lisa, without hesitation, pulled off her shoes.

Lisa won the second round, and Tommy lost his shoes.

The next round was his again, then Lisa's turn…

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Soon, the woman was left with only jeans and a camisole, and the man was left with only his pants.

When Tommy won another round, Lisa blushed. Considering her clothes, she decided to use
her jeans as payment.

The girl stood up lightly, slipped her thumb into the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoned them, and pulled them down a little
. Then, she unzipped the zipper and slowly pulled it down, a half-smile on her face, watching Tommy's reaction.

A breathtakingly long leg emerged from the pants, revealing the strong muscles Lisa had developed from jogging
, and the alluring curves.

Tommy's eyes were fixed upwards, down to the pink panties at the base of her thighs, a few fine
curls peeking out from the edges.

"Do you like my legs?" Lisa asked softly.

The boy nodded stiffly, reaching out to touch her shapely legs, but Lisa brushed his hand away.

"Hey, this is a game, you can only admire from afar, not touch."

Tommy grumbled, throwing a tantrum for a moment, then remembered he could control the rules. He
could change them whenever he wanted. Tommy

decided to wait, to remove Lisa's bra in the next round, slowly undressing her . "Your card," Tommy said. This round, the boy took off his pants, leaving only his white panties. Tommy felt a little embarrassed; he didn't know what girls liked to see, but he decided to continue . He would win the next round. Heaven was about to appear; those tightly wrapped breasts were finally about to break free. Lisa stood up, turned her back to Tommy, and glanced sideways at her shoulder, slowly searching for the bow at the bottom of her bra. After untying her clothes, she used one hand to hold them up so they wouldn't fall down, and the other hand to untie another bow behind her neck. She turned around, her arms covering her private parts. Tommy was a little disappointed, but Lisa smiled slightly and moved her hand away. "Wow!" With a mischievous scream, the girl's snow-white, round breasts leaped into Tommy's eyes. She shamelessly enjoyed the relief of being undressed; Tommy's words had seeped into Lisa's subconscious, like her own thoughts. Tommy stared, dumbfounded, his eyes wide open. This was the closest he had ever seen breasts. The delicate nipples hardened from the sudden coolness, and with Lisa's movements, her breasts trembled in waves. She swayed gently involuntarily, moving in accordance with the obvious intent in Tommy's eyes. "Take off your panties too," Tommy said. "No, the game isn't over yet," Lisa refused. "No problem," Tommy lowered his voice, "It's part of the game too, take off your panties !" "I, no, I..." Lisa turned her head away again, struggling with herself. Tommy's control worked in the right places, and she responded immediately. Once again, Lisa's thumb hooked the belt, carefully letting her panties slide down her legs, exposing her rounded buttocks . As she bent over to pull down her panties, her snow-white buttocks resembled a perfect heart shape. Just as Lisa bent over, sparse, curly pubic hair appeared deep between her legs. "Aren't you going to help me take off my panties?" "No, I think... I should put my clothes on, the news... it's news time." Tommy suddenly realized, cursing himself for being so stupid as to let her make the decision. Things could be better, but how? He remembered the women's submissions in the magazines upstairs, what those women said they liked. If he could make Lisa feel aroused, maybe... "You feel very thirsty right now," Tommy said. "You need relief, don't you?" Lisa began to waver, her brown eyes blank. But this time was different; it seemed the root of her mental confusion came from within, not from external commands . "Oh..." she murmured, "Hmm! I..." "You really want me to touch you right now. Beg me!" "Oh! Tommy. I can't do that, I..." Lisa's voice trembled with uncontrollable lust . She kept her eyes tightly closed, her chin resting on her right shoulder, afraid to look up. "Tommy, please, I need your touch." Tommy smiled slightly and reached out to touch the girl's body, which was already drenched in sweat. The boy's hand touched the breasts that had been forbidden before, and Lisa trembled slightly. She opened her eyes wide, then closed them again, and thrust her chest forward, seeking a passionate caress. His small hands couldn't grasp her 92F breasts at all. Tommy could feel the engorged nipples timidly blooming beneath his palms. In amazement and awe, he worshipped her snow-white breasts with his lips. Before this , Tommy had never had the chance to touch a pair of real breasts. With a touch of ecstasy, he gently kneaded her soft, cotton-like breasts, caressing the bosom of a real young girl . Each moment filled the boy with surprise and joy. Lisa trembled with every caress; his warm palms seemed to electrify, gradually awakening every inch of her skin that was touched. Soon, Lisa's body was glistening with a delicate sheen from the sweat. Tommy stopped, knowing that if he continued, he would definitely wet the floor. "Next, between my legs…" Tommy's voice was urgent with joy, "put my cock in your mouth." He had learned the word 'cock' from pornographic magazines. He had been waiting for this moment for so long; he was finally letting Lisa play with his "big dick." Tommy waited to feel the girl's lips touch him, his heart pounding with nervousness as he shifted his body. "I don't want to put that dirty thing in my mouth, Tommy," Lisa still defied his command. Tommy was devastated. Why hadn't she done as ordered? He vaguely remembered that some things people wouldn't normally do, even under hypnosis, they wouldn't do. Tommy tried to think of a solution, and slowly, an idea came to him.

He remembered one time, after seeing Lisa sucking on an ice pop, he fantasized all night
about Lisa sucking his penis.

The ice pop went in and out of her mouth, her tongue feeling the icy touch.

Maybe he could use this method to make her submit!

"Kneel in front of me." Lisa knelt down as instructed, because Tommy was standing and seemed to be taller than her.

Tommy held his limp penis, making Lisa notice it. "You see an ice pop, a sweet and juicy
ice pop, it's your favorite flavor. You want to suck on this ice pop, reach out and hold it, it
won't freeze your hands."

Lisa reached for his penis, as if she cherished it very much, holding it tightly, very tightly, too tightly
...

"Sigh, you need to be gentler." Tommy's face twitched, and he said with difficulty, "If you squeeze the ice pop gently
, sweet juice will flow out."

"Oh! My ice pop." When Lisa tasted the ice pop, a puzzled look immediately appeared on her face.

"Now, for the sake of the game, we'll call this popsicle 'cock,' you know? But
you know it really is a popsicle."

"I'm holding your cock," Lisa murmured.

"Do you like sucking my cock?"

"Very much, I love cold, juicy cocks." She slowly took the glans into her mouth and
began to suck.

"God!" That was the only thought that came to Tommy's mind.

"Mmm...uh...mmm!" The girl made strange sounds in her throat, her warm, delicate tongue wrapping around
the glans , just like when she sucked the popsicle that day, her soft, light pink lips gripping
the tip of the cock again and again.

Tommy began to thrust his hips with the sucking, in and out, and when Lisa started licking, Tommy thrust
even harder.

"Cock popsicle...mmm...Lisa loves Tommy's little cock..."

Suddenly, he felt all the heat in his body rush to his crotch.

"Ohhhhhh!" Tommy groaned loudly, "Oh! Ugh!"

The pulse of orgasm shot from between his legs straight to the tip of his penis, and a stream of semen sprayed towards
the girl who was sucking it.

Lisa happily swallowed it, a taste of an imagined popsicle filling her with joy. She held the penis
tightly , sucking hard, and Tommy, unable to bear the demand, trembled all over as if electrocuted.

"You can stop sucking my cock now," Tommy gasped.

"But it tastes so good." Lisa smacked her lips and started sucking again.

Unexpectedly, this continuous contact made him hard again. Usually, when he was reading a magazine
and masturbating, his penis would stay hard once it went soft.

"You can lick it a couple more times, and then you'll feel very thirsty and want me inside you
."

"Oh! I don't... um, yes, it would be very good to have you inside me!" she
admitted .

Lisa's tongue licked the penis clean until she was sure she hadn't missed a single drop.

"Lie down," Tommy said. "Let me see how you masturbate."

Lisa lay on the carpet, limbs outstretched, staring dazedly at the eight-year-old boy before her.

Tommy felt his need rising again. He knelt between her legs, watching her fingers probe
her vulva , while his other hand moved to one of her nipples, pinching and teasing the pink flesh.

Lisa tried licking her own nipple, succeeding, and took the breast into her mouth to suckle.

"Oh!" she murmured, tilting her head back to rest for a moment, then lowering it again to continue.

Tommy spread Lisa's legs wide, moving himself above her. Lisa masturbated continuously,
playing with swollen, bright red labia, her movements becoming increasingly intense; her hips began to roll back and forth,
swaying incessantly with obvious lust.

"Lisa, help me, help me get inside you." Tommy tried to place his penis
outside , but he didn't know where the actual entrance was.

Lisa reached out and grasped his penis, guiding the boy into her eager, erect vagina. Tommy's waist
sank , sinking into a soft, wet hole. The tight, wet sensation was incredibly pleasurable. If he hadn't
already ejaculated in Lisa's mouth first, he probably would have come immediately.

Lisa arched her back, responding intensely. Her movements were so vigorous that Tommy felt like he was riding
a wild, mad horse, almost falling off several times.

"Oh! God, Tommy, I feel so hot, fuck me, Tommy, fuck this
filthy slut to death."

Tommy happily complied.

Lisa moaned softly, her vagina already very wet, tightly gripping Tommy. He thrashed his body to
the girl 's movements, while Lisa's actions became increasingly wild and unrestrained.

"Oh...so good, Tommy's little cock...ahhh...oh!" she screamed,
an orgasm following closely behind. Her clenched fists pounded the floor, then relaxed in pleasure.

Tommy couldn't hold back any longer, following Lisa's movements, enjoying the floating pleasure.

But now, the pleasure gradually returned to his body.

A burning sensation deep in his scrotum, the scalding seed of life shooting deep into his mother's body. As the semen
shot out through his penis, the intense spasms almost made his muscles spasm.

Exhausted, Tommy collapsed onto the limp Lisa, unable to get up.

Lisa gasped for breath, while Tommy, still immersed in the afterglow, almost didn't hear
the click of the front door.

He glanced at the clock on the wall in surprise; it wasn't even eight o'clock yet.

Why was Mom home now!

Tommy couldn't imagine what would happen if his mother saw them now.

"I might be hungry, but that damn octopus should be hanged!" A shrill, angry roar
came from the front hall.

Tommy scrambled to the clothes, but Lisa remained sprawled out, her arm shielding her eyes.

She couldn't hear anything anymore.

Tommy grabbed the clothes quickly, but it was too late…

"Tommy! Lisa!" Mom screamed, "You brat, you'd better
have a good explanation for what you're like now…"

Mom's face was contorted with rage; she was clearly furious. Her eyes burned with fury
; the sight before her was far more infuriating than the humiliation she'd suffered on their date earlier that day.

"You whore!" Mom lunged forward, slapped Lisa, and roared, "I thought I…"
" I can trust you, I can entrust my son to you, my God, he's just an eight-year-old boy! How could you seduce
him into doing this? And you, you little fool... sex is a dangerous thing, there are some things you
'd better wait..."

Then, she saw her son's eyes.

"...Wait...until you..." The words in her mouth instantly broke apart. The mother's expression
went blank , just like Lisa's reaction.

A long silence lingered between them...

Finally, Tommy knew that he could control his mother, just as he had controlled Lisa.

She was already captivated by him.

"Mommy." Tommy's voice trembled.

Manipulating Lisa was one thing; turning her into a sex toy was a daydream he often had
; but his mother was different, she was the person who would accompany him for life.

Tommy wasn't sure if he should do this to his mother, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like if one day "Mommy was
no longer Mommy."

But seeing his mother's outfit tonight... damn, she looked so tempting.

"Mmm! Tommy." His mother responded unconsciously.

"You really love me, don't you?"

"Yes, Tommy."

Lisa was somewhat surprised by the scene. She was worried that Tommy's mother would complain to her
employer . Although it seemed strange, she knew Tommy had it all figured out.

After thinking it over for a while, Lisa decided that she couldn't let Tommy's mother tell anyone that she had raped
a little boy. She hoped Tommy would succeed in one fell swoop.

"Mommy, you haven't had sex in a long time. You feel empty, you want a man, you want
a big cock to satisfy you, to fill your horny little cunt, right?"

"Tommy, since your daddy left, Mommy hasn't had..." The mother's voice grew
softer and softer, almost as if she were falling asleep.

"You want there to still be sex in the house. You want me to have sex with you right now."

"No, Tommy, no, a mother can't do this with her own son. We are mother and son. This
is incest, it's wrong." As she spoke, the mother slowly shook her head in refusal, although her gaze
was already fixed on Tommy.

“You still want a man, but no other man will do. Only at home, only your closest
person can comfort you, Mommy. You want your own son to make love to you.” Tommy’s voice became
more commanding.

His mother’s pupils dilated, and she began to nod.

“Yes, I want you, Tommy. I want you to satisfy Mommy.”

“Good idea, Mommy. When you think about anything we do, it’s all your own idea
. When you turn your head, you’ll feel incredibly thirsty, and any man in front of you will be able to have you.
Even though Lisa is here, you don’t care at all, you know?”

“Hmm, Lisa seems to be your lover. I don’t mind her being here,” his mother murmured.

“Very good.” Tommy walked to her side, cautiously, not daring to lose eye contact with his mother.
Through her clothes, he touched her full breasts. Underneath, her nipples were already erect, gradually hardening under his
palm .

"Your son's hands feel so good, better than ever before. When you look away
, you'll want more."

"Oh...oh...son, you're making Mom..." Mom moaned softly, her eyes still
meeting .

"When it's all over, you'll forget today," Tommy emphasized. "And from now on,
whatever I say, you'll do, even if I'm not looking you in the eye, understand?"

"Yes, mmm..." Mom swayed gently, yearning for her son's touch, which
was now lingering on her private parts.

Her breathing became more regular, a rhythm of desire and awakening beginning to grow within her.

Tommy looked away from Mom.

Mom's eyes closed gently, and from the rapid twitching of her eyelids, one could imagine the burning desire within her.

Tommy began to unbutton Mom's shirt, seeking a better view to see his beloved snow-white
breasts. When he touched her bare skin, Mom's breathing quickened. Tommy unfastened the front clasp
, letting the bra slip diagonally off her shoulders, freeing her full breasts. The weight of her breasts caused them
to sag slightly.

He took one of her erect nipples into his mouth, and the mother instinctively pulled her son closer, completely lost in the
sensation.

"Thud!" Her purse fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

Behind them, Lisa gracefully stood up, staring at Tommy and his mother in disbelief.

Tommy heard the sound and turned around. "Lisa, come here. Help me take off Mommy's clothes, and
you can play with us too."

Driven by a voice from the depths of her heart, Lisa quickly came to Tommy's side and began to remove her mother's
skirt.

The mother opened her eyes in surprise, but when her son touched her breasts, her vision went
blank . Tommy pulled his mother's top off her shoulders, letting it slide to the ground. He was very careful; before this
, Tommy had never actually removed a woman's bra, let alone her underwear.

The mother stood up straight, yearning for her son's attention, wearing only high heels, stockings, and underwear.

Tommy trembled slightly as he pressed close to his mother, his lips covering hers, the soft, moist sensation
exquisite .

The mother responded passionately, her tongue meeting his lips and teeth. Tommy discovered
the pleasure of kissing, quickly entwining his tongue with hers.

Soon, he turned his head.

"Come with me." Tommy took his mother and nanny's hands, leading them into the room.

"Lie down, let's have some fun."

"Good idea," the mother replied with a smile.

His penis, already experienced from Lisa's ministrations, was now back to its peak condition.

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Tommy straddled his mother's lower abdomen, caressing her alabaster breasts, rubbing his penis between them.
His penis rubbed back and forth between her breasts, glistening with warm, moist sweat, thoroughly lubricated.

The mother's face tilted forward, following Tommy's thrusts, her tongue deftly licking the tip of his penis, leaving no detail
untouched.

The touch of her soft little tongue sent jolts of electricity through the boy's legs, making Tommy
's muscles tense.

"Tommy, kiss your son, shoot it on Mommy's face, Mommy wants her son's semen."

With his mother's moans, he began to ejaculate.

His mother tried to catch all the semen in her mouth, but some splashed over her chin, unable to be swallowed
.

Tommy groaned again, rubbing his mother's nipples, which writhed and
moaned .

Lisa knelt beside him, her mind a jumble, unsure of what she was doing.

"Why don't you lick Mommy clean, Lisa?" Tommy laughed.

Lisa hesitated, then bent down and began to lick her mother.

"You like Mommy, Lisa. You should try your best to make Mommy feel comfortable." After saying that, she
turned to her mother and said, "Mommy, you also want to play with Lisa. Are you willing to do everything you can to help this
little whore vent?"

As soon as the order was given, her mother began to respond to the pleasure Lisa had just brought her. She pulled Lisa's
oval face close and gently pressed her two red lips to hers.

The two women licked each other's remaining semen and tasted the fishy smell on each other's faces.

Tommy breathed a sigh of relief and stepped back to watch.

He sat on a recliner.

His mother had already taken off her underwear. Then, she turned to her side and pulled Lisa to lie down next to her.

Lisa followed her mother's movements and fell into her arms, actively thrusting out her chest. The two pairs of full breasts
rubbed against each other, as if competing with each other, or as if proudly displaying to Tommy beside her.

Not only their chests, the two women began to cross their legs and rub every sensual part of their bodies together,
becoming a rolling female collective.

As they tugged at each other's soft nipples, a wondrous and melodious rhythm was created.

"Mmm! Mmm!"
"Ah! Ah!"
"Oh! Oh!"
The sounds rang out together, almost indistinguishable from each other's moans.

The mother reached her climax first, finally proving who had the loudest moans. She violently
shook her head, clenching her teeth in the waves of orgasm.

Following closely behind, the nanny also reached her climax, screaming wildly, her long hair
flying .

They clung to each other, tightly embracing in their climax. Finally, they both reached their climax together, collapsing
into each other's arms.

Tommy was smug about his newfound skill; he no longer needed to masturbate, and from now on, his mother would
serve all his needs.

Oh! No… the boy grinned.

Lisa would also be used often, like today, and more and more…

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