The Training of Gary...by his Mommy
The Training of Gary…by his Mommy
Standing at the kitchen sink and drying my hands on a towel I hear my sixteen year old son, Gary slam the front door and yell, “I'm here Mom.”
I pause for a moment as I finish drying my hands and answer him, “Me too baby. I’m in the kitchen.”
There are a couple of pies baking in the oven and the smell of baking pie permeates the kitchen. I have been hanging around waiting for the pies to be ready to remove from the oven, but really it is just an excuse to have to move around the kitchen and tease my son when he comes home from school.
It has been clear for some time that Gary is obsessed with my pussy, tits and ass and that he gets a throbbing boner whenever he is around me. I love to play on that and tease and torment him a little because that fits my agenda. I need to wind him up and get him to the edge as often as I can. It is all part of a bigger plan.
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