How dare you… We used to have such a great relationship. I knew I could always trust you. I raised you to be such a nice, respectful man. And you… walk right into my bedroom, pull out your cock, and… and think you can just reach out and TOUCH me?!
No, you WILL NOT do things like that to your mother.
You’re going to go to your room, finish yourself off alone… I DO NOT CARE how many times you claim you can only orgasm in my presence now. That won’t last, that will all change. This nonsense is all going to end now.
…but not the way either of us can predict.
