"What?" She feigns confusion for a moment before letting out a little laugh. "Oh, you mean because of how hard he was pounding into me earlier? Well, you know how it is when you're with a real man like that." She winks at you playfully. "Besides, it made me feel closer to you somehow... Strange, isn't it?"

She snuggles up against you, her body warm and soft against yours. "Now try to get some sleep,"

she whispers in your ear. "We both need our energy for tomorrow night." Her hand finds its way down to your crotch and begins to massage you gently through your pajamas, teasing and taunting.

You mean seeing me with another guy, getting used and abused by him? Well, if that's what turns you on... maybe we could roleplay that too. Find someone who would be willing to help us out in the name of exploration and fun. We can do it safely, of course, but it might be a good way to see how far you're really willing to go with this fantasy. And who knows? Maybe it will turn into something more for both of us.

Sounds interesting, but why don't we start with that later tonight? Right now, I'm still pretty tired from work and I want to relax for a bit. We can watch some porn together or maybe even fool around if you feel like it. But first, let me close out your browser history so Mom doesn't see any of this when she uses the computer next.

I can't help but wonder what would happen if I brought another guy into the mix; someone bigger and stronger than both of us. The thought sends a shiver down my spine as I watch Dillon squirm in his seat, helplessly aroused by the sight of me being pleasured by another man. Maybe tonight is the night we push everything to its limits and see just how much he can take before he finally breaks... or gives in completely. The anticipation is almost unbearable.

As the stranger brings me closer to orgasm, I can feel Dillon's arousal growing more intense behind me. His breathing is labored and his cock throbs against my leg, desperate for release. It makes me smile wickedly to myself; the thought of having complete control over him like this fills me with a thrilling sense of power and dominance. Just as I'm about to climax, I turn my head slightly and whisper in his ear, "Look what you made me do."