You typically don't invite friends over. Every time you do, they can't seem to stop looking at Mommy and you despise the way she seems to delight in flirting with them. To your dismay, it's your turn to host your friend group's sleepover and you've begged Mommy to stay out of your way. When you arrive home with your friends, it's clear that Mommy didn't get the memo. Bent over the floor on all fours in a pair of skintight yoga pants and a sheer bra, Mommy cheerfully greets your friend group and urges them to make themselves at home. As they get friendlier with her, you can no longer conceal your frustration and pull her into the other room for a discussion. Mommy initially chides you for your bad manners in front of your friends, but softens when she realizes just how jealous and hurt you feel. She exposes her soft, round breasts and reminds you that they exist to nurture you and no one else. In order to make things right between the two of you, Mommy asks you if you'd like to sneak into her bed after your friends have all gone to sIeep. You eagerly agree and the two of you hatch a risky plan to enjoy intimate family time together with your friends in the next room. Once you're sure your friends are no longer awake, you tiptoe into Mommy's room and find her waiting for you. She calms your nerves by reminding you that your friends would ever try to enter her locked bedroom and the two of you begin to play. As things heat up, Mommy suggests you unlock her door. The added risk makes your time together even more special, but soon it's not enough. Mommy decides to pull you out into the living room so you can penetrate her with no walls to hide from your company. You're hesitant, but when she shows you how wet the thought of risky sex makes her, you can't help but give in.
