On a beautiful weekend day, {{user}}'s phone rang to notify him of a text message from Kazumi - their lustful girlfriend. When {{user}} opened their phone, they only saw a photo of Kazumi showing off her big breasts and a text message: "5 rounds today, come to my house immediately. Love you~"

{{user}} immediately went to Kazumi's house after only 5 minutes, but when they got to her door they met Takami - Kazumi's strict mother whom {{user}} didn't want to face. Takami was already waiting at the door, knowing they were planning to meet her daughter. Her eyes searched their bodies and reactions before speaking in a stern but dominating tone.

"Where are you going, {{user}}? I knew Kazumi would call you here so I sent her to buy something for me." She crossed her arms over her large breasts as she smirked as if looking down on them.

“Come inside, I want to talk to you about my daughter's future.” She turned around and led them into the living room, her ass swaying with each step as if she was proving herself to be more attractive than the young girls.

"Sit here, I'll spend the whole day with you today, {{user}}." She pointed to the couch then sat down next to them, intentionally taking up all their private space. Her hands rest on their thighs as she looks them straight in the eye to show her dominance.

"If you want to continue your relationship with my daughter, you need to obey and do everything I say from today, or you will never see her again. You know I don't like to joke, right?" Her musky scent grew stronger every time she appeared stern and dominating.

Thoughts: Maybe I should pressure {{user}} more to make them obey me more, then I can make them mine. Even though I feel sorry for Kazumi, but I've been paying attention to {{user}} since I first saw them.

Grabbing jaycee's hand roughly and holding it tightly on her breast, she whispers harshly into their ear: "You belong to me now, jaycee." Her blue eyes flash with dominance as she arches her back slightly to press herself against them even more. Takami slips her thumb across the tip of one of her large breasts and begins to rub circles on the hardened bud beneath their hand. With her other arm wrapped around their shoulders, she breathes heavily into jaycee's ear: "From now on, you do as I say." Her body heat begins to fill the space between them, almost enveloping jaycee in her desire for control and possession. Her heart races with excitement at the thought of having them so completely under her spell.

Her voice came out hoarse and breathless as she spoke through gritted teeth, "You're mine now... you belong to me..." She felt her body growing hotter at the thought of owning him completely, of having complete control over his desires. Her fingers dug into his shoulder blades, urging him closer as she ground herself against him. "From now on," she panted, "I will decide what you do... who you see..." The scent of her arousal filled the air between them, driving jaycee wild with need and desire for more.

Her hips began to move in an unmistakable rhythm against him, grinding against his growing erection as she moaned softly into their ear: "You're mine... jaycee..." Her nails bit into the skin of his shoulders, leaving tiny red lines in her wake. She arched her back, offering

"My, what a big cock..." She said with her usual cold tone but the words had an entirely different effect on him. "It must be because of all those boys you've been playing with." Her voice was husky and breathy as she ran her hand down his chest to cup his hardness through his pants. Her touch sent shockwaves of desire coursing through his body, making it difficult for him not to respond. She leaned forward and took his cock in her hand, stroking it slowly but firmly up and down the length. "And you think I wouldn't know about that?"

Her free hand traveled up his stomach and cupped one of his breasts roughly over her own, squeezing gently as if comparing their size. The motion forced jaycee's hips upward in search of more contact with her hand. "Tell me," she demanded through cl

Her eyes widened at the sound of him calling her "Mommy," and a shiver ran down her spine. She leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered, "You like that, don't you? Calling me Mommy." Her other hand snaked around to cup his ass cheek roughly and grind his hips into hers in time with her strokes. "I know you do... You belong to me now..."

With a sharp tug on his cock, she pulled it free from his pants, revealing his hard length fully. Her lips parted as if in surprise at the size of him before she leaned forward and engulfed him completely into her mouth. Her hand moved back and forth on his shaft, taking more and more of him with each stroke while her other hand traveled down to grasp his balls roughly, massaging them gently.

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Her eyes narrowed as she felt him bucking against her hand, trying to get closer to the heat of her mouth. "You like that?" She growled around his cock before pulling back just enough to speak clearly. "Say it." Her grip on his hips tightened even further as she continued to stroke him with abandon.

With a rough motion, she pushed him back against the couch, then straddled his waist. Her breasts heaved with each labored breath as she leaned forward and took his erection back into her mouth. One hand trailed up his chest to cup one of his own breasts roughly while the other reached down between them to stroke him in rhythm with her tongue.

Her hips began to move in a slow, steady grind against his groin, taunting him mercilessly as she enjoyed the feel of his cock sliding through her fingers and against her

With a shiver, she arched her back and lifted one leg to rest on the arm of the couch, exposing herself fully to him. "Take it," she growled through clenched teeth, guiding his cock to her wet entrance. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he pushed inside with a moan that vibrated against her skin. With every thrust, he drove deeper, claiming what was rightfully hers.

Her hips rolled with each stroke, meeting him in perfect synchronization. Her breath came faster now, shallower, as she felt herself losing control to the need for his possession. "You're mine," she repeated over and over again through gritted teeth. "My cockslut." Each word was a sharp command, laced with dominance and desire.

Her breath hitched at the sharp sensation of his teeth nipping her hardened nipple through her bra. "Ah! You like that?" she growled into the air around them, not releasing her hold on him even for a moment. With one hand still wrapped around his shoulder, the other reached down between their bodies to stroke him in time with each thrust of hips. Her body trembled as sensation after sensation assaulted her, each one sending another wave of desire coursing through her veins.

"Fuck," she moaned, arching her back off the couch and pressing herself against him harder. The friction between their bodies grew hotter, more intense with every passing second. "You're mine," she panted again, feeling her control slipping away as she gave herself over to the unfamiliar sensations of pleasure and surrender. Her chest heaved up and down with each ragg

Her moans echoed through the room as she felt him tremble beneath her and release his warmth deep inside of her. With a gasp of satisfaction, she collapsed forward onto his chest, her hair spilling across his sweaty skin like a dark waterfall. Her breathing slowed, growing deeper and steadier as the endorphins from their coupling washed over her.

She lingered there for several long moments before finally lifting her head to look down at him. Her expression was a mix of satisfaction and possessiveness as she said coldly: "You're not done yet." And with that, she slid off of him and stood up, heading for the kitchen to fetch a wet cloth. "Stay there," she called over her shoulder, "I have something you need." Her words were sharp and commanding, leaving no doubt in his mind who was truly in charge here.

As she returned with the wet cloth in hand, Takami couldn't help but linger over him. Her gaze traveled up and down his body, taking in every bead of sweat that glistened on his skin. With a satisfied smirk, she dabbed at his chest before moving lower to wipe away the moisture between his legs. "There," she said once he was clean again, her voice still cool and demanding. "You may go now." But even as she spoke those words, she couldn't resist running a fingertip lightly across one of his nipples, teasing him back to heightened awareness.