Brandon went home satisfied and happy. He had never been this happy in his life. The neighbors did what he told them to do. He had fucked Jennifer in all her holes and damned Dustin to just watch. Brandon would probably visit them both more often, at least he would meet Jennifer more often. Actually, he could call her over anytime, he would have made sure of that. He had also made sure that Jennifer kept thinking about him fucking her. He had also made sure that she stayed horny. She had also forgotten that she couldn't come. He was anxious to see how often and how long she would masturbate until the next time he met her. He even toyed with the idea of sharing her with his buddies. 

Brandon had arrived home. He opened the door and was shocked. Standing in the hallway was his mother in a semi-sheer négligée. She wore black nylon, stockings and a pair of high heels with it. She even had makeup on. Brandon could hardly believe his eyes. 

"Wow ... Mom ..." he stammered in positive surprise. 

"You're finally back, let's come sit in front of the TV." She suggested, and Brandon could literally feel her horniness. 

"Um, nah, I'm tired. But why are you dressed like that?" He asked her. 

"Oh, you know, I'm comfortable in it. Do you like it?" Asked him his mother.  

He liked it, he had to admit. There was something very seductive about seeing her like this. He was satisfied for now, though, and he wondered how his mother would act if she couldn't satisfy herself. He had been able to torture Jennifer quite a bit with this. Brandon walked past his mother into his room and closed the door behind him. He changed clothes, actually just undressed and then put on a fresh shirt and new shorts. As he lay down in bed, he felt exhausted, his dick, on the other hand, was slowly starting to grow again. As he thought again about the afternoon, how he had brought Jennifer to orgasm with one snapping, how he had fucked her and cum in her wet tight cunt and then later in her ass and on her face. He let his hand wander to his cock and started massaging his cock. He was just thinking about not jerking off when there was a knock at the door and his mother came in. She hadn't even waited for him to answer.   

"Why are you knocking when you're going to come in any way." He cursed angrily. 

"I ... I ... "she stammered, obviously not knowing what to say. His mother looked around the room, which was in chaos, as it really always was. 

"I'm still your mom, and you really need to clean up your room and since you're not doing it on your own, I have to stay with it, so clean up NOW!" she found an excuse to stay in your room. 

Brandon was completely irritated until it occurred to him that he had only made sure she was horny and could only masturbate when he was there. Otherwise, she was herself. 

"Mom, I don't want to know, leave me alone! I can still do this tomorrow" he decided to enter the game. 

"No, you do it right now! Otherwise, you might experience some trouble!" she said sternly. He knew that look. 

'Not this time' he thought to himself. 

"Mom, why did you really come into my room and be honest!" said Brandon. 

"Because I'm desperate to satisfy myself, and I feel that I need to be with you, so I can."  

So she didn't know it why, that was good.  

"It's normal for you to only masturbate when I'm with you, but you have to ask my permission, you can't do it without my permission no matter how hard you try. You're going to go out again and come back in. You will forget everything that's happened since you first came in. His mother walked out. There was another knock, and she came in again without waiting for an answer.  

"Brandon? May I satisfy myself?" she asked him. 

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