Hypnotizing and controlling your roommate's wife
Part 13 
No he doesn’t 


It took only a few minutes before she knocked on the door again. Brandon already assumed that she would come in again in a moment. But nothing happened. Only when he allowed her to come in, the door opened. She came in looking very aroused and frustrated. 
"Brandon, can I do myself?" She asked again. 
"No, leave me alone." He replied, struggling not to grin widely. 
"Please. Brandon. Come on, I'll clean your room too!" His room was a mess and he regularly got a telling off from her for it, followed by grounding and special assignments. That she would ever offer to clean his room he had not expected, but since he was sure he could ask for more, but this time she should offer, she should offer herself to him. 
"It's not what I had in mind, but it's not bad for a start." Replied Brandon, sitting up so she wouldn't see his stiff cock right away. 
"So you want me to clean your room?" She asked uncertainly, her voice quivering with horniness. 
"Yes, but you're still not allowed to masturbate." He replied cheekily. 
"Can I do something else for you, do you want something special to eat, or more pocket money...." 
"No, I can't do anything with that and you can still clean up tomorrow, I want my rest now," he replied, pretending to be annoyed. 
"Please Brandon, I can't take this anymore, what do you want so I can?" She asked him almost querulously. 
"Mom, either you make me a decent offer or my answer remains no." Replied Brandon harshly. 
"So ... So ..." she shook her head," so you get to touch me while I clean here." 
Brandon snorted condescendingly," what am I supposed to touch. Your ass is flat, your breasts barely there," the words hit her, he could see that, but he was already horny and getting hornier, he was already expecting the next temper tantrum, but it didn't happen. 
"And ... And if ... If I ... I give you ... A ... Blowjob?" She asked him, literally struggling to say the words. 
Brandon pretended to think about it. 
"I hope you're good," he finally replied, pulling away the blanket covering his stiff cock. His mother swallowed hard and slowly approached him, sitting down on his bed. Brandon lay back comfortably on his bed and waited for his mother to finally start sucking his cock. Her tongue slid deftly around his cock and he moaned out after a short time. 
"Damn you ... Are good ..." he commented on her efforts, she shuddered to herself, she sucked and sucked his cock until he finally squirted in her mouth. She looked at him and swallowed it with relish. 
"Was that good enough?" She asked him expectantly.