The red drapes made the entire room glow in a crimson hue, making Sylvia feel like she was a succubus with the power to dominate anyone. She took a look at the young boy tied up in the bed and knew he had no chance of resisting what she was about to do to him. It was her only son, but she could not help herself. The door to the master bedroom closed behind her as she slowly walked towards the bed where he lay naked.
“What’s wrong dear? Why are you struggling so much? the woman said teasingly. Her voice was smooth and sensual, almost seductive. She spoke in the same manner as when she was younger, back when she was still enjoying being around other men.
“Mom! Stop this right now! Let me go!” he pleaded desperately, his soft, thick cock swinging as he struggled.
” Do you not like me anymore, baby?” she said, reaching out and stroking his chest with her warm hand while she talked. “Mommy only wants to make sure you know how much I love you.”
“No! Please stop! Mom… please…” he begged, but she just smiled and continued talking.