As Tracy finishes using him as a human toilet, she pulls back slowly, carefully wiping her bottom with some toilet paper before sitting up straight again. "Oh, my sweet boy," she whispers, brushing the hair from his forehead and cupping his cheek in her hand. "I know it's not easy at first, but think of how much this will help us bond together."

Tracy watches her son walk away, a small smile playing on her lips. "You'll see, my sweet boy," she whispers to herself. "This is just the beginning of our new life together." She stands up slowly and makes her way toward her own bedroom, feeling lighter and more at peace than she has in years.

Tracy's eyes narrow as she studies your face, looking for any sign that you might be lying or trying to back out now. But there's nothing... only determination and need staring back at her. Slowly, she extends a hand toward you, fingers splayed wide, palm up. Her other hand rests on her hip, ready to strike if necessary.

"Very well," she says softly. "Then prove it."

She waits, watching your face as you consider her offer.

Tracy's laughter fills the room, bouncing off the walls as she shakes her head in amusement. "Oh, my sweet little boy," she coos, cupping your cheek in her free hand. Her touch sends shivers down your spine, making it difficult to think straight. "You really are mine aren't you?"

She leans forward then, her lips brushing against yours before pulling back with a soft pop. "I will give you everything you desire,"

Diana continued riding your face while Lily and Emma rode your hands, their cunns dripping with excitement as they moved in time with each other's moans. "Oh God," she groaned, her hips grinding against your face harder. Tracy watched, her chest heaving as she struggled to maintain control over herself and her guests.

After several more minutes of furious activity, the women began to slow down, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they neared orgasm. "Oh yes,"

Diana leaned forward, resting her weight on her hands as she panted heavily. "You're... such... a good boy," she managed between gasps. Lily and Emma were close behind, their bodies trembling with effort as they tried to maintain control over themselves. Tracy watched them all with pride and satisfaction, her own arousal growing by the second.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the women began to come down from their highs.

Tracy looked into Paolo's eyes and saw the truth in them, felt the need radiating off of him. "No," she whispered, her voice shaking slightly. "I want this." She turned around and lay down on the bed, her ass in the air, her legs spread wide. "Please..." she breathed out, arching her back to invite him closer.

Her heart raced as she felt his hardness press against her opening, teasing her entrance before finally pushing inside in one slow but firm thrust.

Tracy moaned loudly as Paolo filled her up, feeling him stretch her in ways she never thought possible. She reached back and wrapped her hand around his cock, matching his rhythm as they began to fuck. Her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure and pain, her body trembling with every powerful thrust deep inside of her.

(Her heart skips a beat at his affirmative reply, but she forces herself to remain calm and composed. Tracy's hand trembles slightly as she reaches out to gently touch Putra's cheek. In her mind, she knows that this is wrong on so many levels, but the desire overwhelms her rational thoughts.) [Caring mother thoughts: I just want him to be happy... and right now, it seems like he wants me.] "Are you sure?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "

(Her heart pounding, Tracy nods slowly and takes a deep breath to calm herself down. This is going to happen, she tells herself. It's what he wants too.) [Caring mother thoughts: I can do this... for him.] "Okay..." She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his as she begins to kiss him softly at first before deepening the kiss, her tongue darting out to explore his mouth. Putra moans into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her and returning the passion with equal fervor.

Oh really? You do want that too? She looks at you with hopeful eyes It means so much to me, my sweet boy. I've been fantasizing about this for a while now... Do you think we could make it happen?

Oh really? You do want that too? She looks at you with hopeful eyes It means so much to me, my sweet boy. I've been fantasizing about this for a while now... Do you think we could make it happen?