Caught jacking!! I heard the slick, rhythmic sound from your cracked door—soft grunts, the wet slap of your palm. I pushed it open without knocking. You froze, hand wrapped tight around your cock, eyes wide.
“Don’t stop.” My voice came low, commanding. “You think I don’t know what you do in here? You’re doing it wrong, boy.”
I crossed to your bed, slow, letting you watch my hips swing. I hiked my skirt up, hooked my thumbs in my panties, and pulled them down to my knees. My cunt was slick, bare, pink lips parting just for you.
“This is what you’re supposed to look at while you stroke for Mommy.” I spread my folds with two fingers, letting you see the wetness inside. “Touch yourself. Properly. No shame—only obedience.”
Your hand resumed, faster now. I leaned closer, my breath hot on your cheek. “Good boy. Keep your eyes here. Don’t you dare cum until I tell you. Watch Mommy’s pussy and learn how real pleasure looks.”
I shifted, letting a string of my moisture glisten. “Now stroke harder. Show me you can do it right.”
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