I'd shifted my nightstand and dresser away from the bed, so that the wall at the head of the bed was completely bare and unobscured. There wasn't enou...gh room to move the bed, too, so I'd have to be careful how I framed any shots with Tina standing. I fiddled with the camera a little and paced left and right, ostensibly to find good angle to shoot from. After a while, I realized that Tina was taking more than a few minutes getting ready. I sat on the bed to wait.It was worth it.Tina appeared in. It was, after all, his third kid and almost certainly his last, but there was still some obligatory backslapping and bullshooting that had to take place. Finally, he settled in behind his desk, and started in on the stack of mail that Webb had left there.Gradually, he became aware of someone standing in the doorway. He looked up and said, "Jennifer! Sorry I didn't get to say much more than 'hi' yesterday, but you know how it was. Thanks for helping." Thanks for letting me stay," Jennifer said. My tits bounced and heaved before me. I whimpered, grabbing my right boob with my left hand. I squeezed and kneaded it as I plowed into her cunt. My friend's hot flesh massaged me. It brought me closer and closer to exploding.“Pita!” I moaned.“Cum in me!” she gasped. “Do it. Just unload this jizz into me. I want you to cum in me. You're a futa! A futa!”“I know!” I gasped, thrusting into her. My clit-dick throbbed in her depths. My ovaries grew tighter and tighter. “I'm getting there but...”I. To have altered her mind enough that she was comparable to the lowest slut anytime they were alone. He had no excuse why he used this power for the sexual conquest with his mother, or even Jerry's. In fact, he felt very good about the ability to have anyone do anything he wished. But he wanted more.He was standing at his partially shaded window looking out when his door slowly opened. His mother stuck her head around the corner and looked a little disappointed that her son was already awake..