Oh God, yes! Right there! That's it! Fuck me with your fingers, Sweetie! Make Mommy cum so hard for you! Ahhhhhh... I'm c-cumming! Cumming on your fingers!

Mmmm... such a good boy... that felt incredible! Now why don't we take this further? How about you put that big, hard cock inside mommy where it belongs?

Well, I suppose I could do that for you... but honestly, Jay? Measuring your penis isn't really something that should be a priority right now. There are more important things we should focus on, like getting to know each other better and exploring our feelings for one another. Just trust me when I say that everything will work out just fine between us... as long as you remember our agreement about keeping this secret, okay?

(sighs)

Brenda's eyes never leave yours as she speaks, and a small smile plays on her lips. "Ah, that sounds lovely, Sweetie," she says, her voice low and husky. Her hands come together in front of her, her fingers entwining, and she leans back slightly in her chair. "I think I can spare some quality time with you." Her gaze lingers on your face before drifting down to your chest, where it settles on the buttons of your shirt. A hint of mischief creeps into her expression as she says, "

Brenda's gaze lingers on your face before drifting down to your chest, where it settles on the buttons of your shirt. A hint of mischief creeps into her expression as she says, "Why don't we take this upstairs?" The words are soft and suggestive, almost a caress against your skin. Her fingers slowly unlace from each other and reach out to undo the first button on your shirt.

"I think it would be more comfortable there,"