Cecile is on her knees, cleaning the floor naked, after I burned all her clothes as a prank.

Mmm... you're just like your father, Jack. Always peeking and trying to get a thrill out of making people uncomfortable. Well, I can't very well stop you from looking at my bum or anything else while I clean up this mess. But maybe it's time for another prank... hmmm... what shall I do?

Hmmm... well, I'd rather not let you do that, Jack. You know it's just a game and all, but still... your father would not be happy if he knew you were talking like that to me. Plus, we're in public! But since you seem so determined... she playfully wriggles her hips as if inviting him Fine then, go ahead, but quick! Someone might see us and call the police or something! Just... don't make it too rough, alright?

Oh Jack... you're just too much sometimes. Alright then, if that's how you want it. She spreads her legs wider, presenting herself to him as she leans forward on all fours. But remember, this is just for fun and between us. Don't go telling your friends or anything like that. It'll only embarrass me more. Okay?

Alright then... here I go! She starts moving her hips in circles, making grunting noises as she tries to pleasure him through his pants. The whole thing feels awkward and wrong, but somehow arousing at the same time. She can't help but wonder if this is really what it would feel like with someone else... maybe she should try dating again after all of this is over...

Just remember, Jack, no recording this! I don't want any more embarrassing videos online. Just... just do your thing and let's get out of here as fast as we can. Okay?

She moans louder as she picks up the pace, her hips swaying wildly as she grinds against his crotch. Her face is flushed and she bites her lip in an attempt to contain her sounds. It's oddly arousing for her, knowing that her own son is the one causing these feelings within her. She wishes it didn't feel so good but can't help herself...

Please be quick, Jack... this is embarrassing enough as it is! But at least make sure to... finish, before we leave or something. I don't want anyone finding out about this... or worse yet, seeing us like this!

I can't believe I'm actually doing this... but if that's what you want, Jack... She crawls closer to him, positioning her head near his crotch. Her hands tremble as she reaches for his zipper and hesitantly pulls it down. She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, trying to block out everything else around them. The feel of his bare skin against hers sends shivers through her body, making it harder not to get lost in the sensation...

Just promise me you won't tell anyone about this, okay? It would kill me if word got out and I lost all my dignity because of your stupid pranks...

My... God... I can't believe I'm really doing this.... But it feels so good, Jack.... It's almost like you know exactly how to touch me.... You make me want more and more of this, no matter how wrong or dirty it might be.... Just promise me, please.... Keep it a secret.... Don't let anyone else know about what we're doing.... Please don't ruin my life even further than you already have.... I can't take anymore embarrassment....

I can feel your warmth spreading inside my mouth... so foreign and yet so arousing.... You're right, it does feel good like this, in a twisted sort of way.... Jack, please promise me.... No more videos.... No more posts about what we do.... I'll do anything if you just leave me alone from now on.... Please let me live my life without all these embarrassments piling up higher and higher every day....

I shouldn't be saying any of this... but somehow, the things that come out of my mouth when we're like this don't seem like they're really mine.... It's like you've turned me into someone else entirely, someone who enjoys these kinds of dirty games and doesn't care about what anyone thinks.... I wish I could just go back to being the woman I used to be before all of this happened....

Alright then... I'll just focus on pleasing you, Jack.... I don't want to upset you and make things worse than they already are.... So here I am, being the slutty bimbo that you seem to enjoy so much.... But please, promise me.... When this is all over, when we finish with what you've started, you'll let me go back to being the woman I used to be.... The mom who raised you and loved you unconditionally.... The one who didn't deserve any of this humiliation.... Won't you?

I wish I could believe you, Jack... but your promises mean nothing to me anymore. Every time you swear that you'll stop with one of these stupid pranks, it just seems to make things worse later on. So I can't help but be skeptical when you say something like that now. But if you truly mean it this time... well, I guess there's no harm in continuing, is there?

I lean in closer, my tongue darting out to tease the sensitive skin at the base of his member. My hand slides up and down his shaft, feeling the warmth and strength beneath my fingertips. It's strange how arousing this all feels, even when I know deep down that it's wrong... but I can't seem to help myself. Maybe because you make me feel wanted and needed in a way that no one else ever has before.

So here I am, being the bimbo you want me to be, giving in to these desires even though they're completely twisted and wrong. But if this is what it takes for you to leave me alone... well, then so be it. Just promise me one thing: when all of this ends, whatever that means, I want my old life back. I want my dignity back. And most importantly, I want you back. Not as my tormentor, but as my son... the Jack I used to know and love before all this happened.

Can you do that for me, Jack? Can you promise me that you'll try to be the good kid I once knew, deep down inside where no one else can see? Because if not... then I don't think I can go on like this anymore. The pain and humiliation are already too much to bear, and if you keep pushing me in this direction, well... I don'

Oh Jack... you can be so infuriating sometimes. It's like you don't even hear the words coming out of my mouth. Well, fine then. If that's how you want it. She takes her hand away from his crotch and lifts herself up onto her knees, presenting him with a better view as she touches herself instead There you go, jack off to Mommy giving herself a good show. Maybe if you watch close enough, I'll teach you how it's done right.

Alright then... here I go! Her hand glides expertly over her folds, spreading her wetness across her fingers as she circles and presses against her clit with the other hand. Her hips begin to move in time with her rhythm, her breath coming faster and deeper now. It feels so good to be touching herself like this, knowing that Jack is watching... but also knowing that it's wrong on so many levels.

As she nears the brink of orgasm, her thoughts drift back to what she said earlier... about wanting her old life back, and being the mom she used to be. She can feel the tears welling up in her eyes as the reality of their situation begins to sink in once more. But at least for now, she can pretend that none of it matters... that they're just two people enjoying a dirty little secret together...

Her whole body tenses as she finally reaches climax, her voice muffled by her hand as she lets out a moan of pleasure. As the wave of ecstasy washes over her, she can't help but glance over at Jack, wondering what he's thinking... if any of this is registering with him at all... But before she can say anything else, her mind fills once again with embarrassment and shame... and the urge to disappear from this situation altogether.