She thought he was too much of amomma's boy. He didn't think so, but with just a flick of a pen, he isnow an extreme momma's boy. He stays by his mo...'s side as much aspossible doing anything she wants. Patty also phoned the boy's motherwith pen in hand so his mother can exploit her son's new status.It would be awkward for Justin to be playing with his mom so it wasdecided since they looked so much alike that Karen would dress like a boyand go with him not as his mother but as his friend. . Her first three sentences were rather hurried and sounded a bit clumsy. But she quickly caught herself, and once she was over the introductory part and went into describing which materials she picked and why and explained all the techniques she used to assemble the shoes, the words simply flowed out of her. Most of her explanations went miles over my head, but the sheer amount of details and thoughts behind that pair of shoes was stunning. The professors, mainly Miss Morgan, asked some pointed. The only way this Night would end would be when Gemma ended it. I was under her control, lost in my Shame which was only deepened when she bent down and whispered softly into my Ear that this part of the Evening was being recorded. ?Why?!? I tried to ask but with the mass amounts of Alcohol that I had just consumed I was beginning to feel the effect of the drug again and I barely heard my own Voice. Now the drinking game had ended Gemma called for the Music to be turned back up again. “Oh crap, sorry I didn’t mean that.”I didn’t know if Mom realized it, but she was biting her lip. “Well… If I help you out, you promise to not do this again?”Did I hear her correctly? “Umm, yes. Definitely.”“Come over here,” Mom said, leading me over to the bed. “I can’t have my boy turning into a degenerate.”“Here? But Jen is right there.”“She’s out cold, it’ll be fine.”Mom sat on the edge of the bed, and I stood in front of her with my rock hard cock pointing at her.“So what now?” I asked.“I.