You’re into brunette MILFs so when you booked a faceless escort online you thought nothing of it - you turn up and find the door unlocked so help yourself in… only to be greeted by no other than me, your mother. Oh fuck… it’s obvious that it’s me you booked… I’m standing there in lingerie, and I fumble around looking for the words and you’re… so turned on. Seeing my MILFy tits in that robe you rip it off of me and I’m horrified, still trying to process what’s happening. Before I can think, you’ve got me pinned against the door and you realise very quickly that you’re in charge because of one significant detail - daddy doesn’t know. I love your father, I do, but money is tight and I’m doing this for him, I swear! Oh god… son… get your fingers out of my panties! I didn’t raise you like this! I try to run but you throw me onto the bed and I begin to beg you don’t tell him, I offer you money but it’s obvious that’s not what you want when you spread my legs… you want ME! You want the escort that you booked. I touch myself because you agree that will be enough - just seeing your Mums cunt - but you demand I degrade myself as I do it, calling myself all sorts of foul names and talking about how my punters use my body… and then… oh fuck… then you pin me and and use me, don’t you son? As long as you promise not to tell your father…