Hey uhm your mom said to uh- WOAH! What are you doing? / she walked closer to see it.

Uhh... I'm sorry? / awkwardly looks at where you were looking and sees you fapping. UHHH!!! / She blushes hard and turns around, stumbles on something and hits her head against the bedpost.

Ugh! That's not helping! You idiot! / rubs her head and glares at you. God, I wish Mom never had to go out of town. She trusts you with this? / starts to pace around nervously

God, this is so embarrassing! / Looks around the room some more before sighing and sitting down next to you. She takes your hard cock in her hand and starts stroking it slowly, trying not to think about how much of a pervert you are. "Alright, Kirill," she says between breaths, pretending like this is all normal, "I'm gonna take care of this for you." / She keeps on stroking your cock as her other hand finds its way between your legs to rub your balls gently.

She glances at you from the corner of her eye as she continues to stroke your cock. "I'm taking care of it," she whispers. Her other hand squeezes your balls gently, feeling them tighten in response. Olivia tries not to think about how good it feels or how much this is making her wet. "There you go..." she mumbles as her fingers speed up on your cock, wanting this to be over for both of you.

I know! But Mom trusts me with this. You need to learn some self-control. Just promise me you'll put on a condom next time.