Tell her that you want to watch her tuck Timmy into bed first, while wearing nothing but her panties.
From Create Your Own Story
You let her stew for a few moments before finally giving in. "Fine baby.., I'll fuck my little whore.., but your going to have to earn it." You inform her, deliberately pulling your fingers away from her dripping wet cunny.
"God damnit Steven..., just..., fuck., what, what do you want from me?" Stacy begs, tears starting to collect in the corners of her precious blue eyes as she grabs a boob with one hand and starts bucking her convulsing pussy against her other.
"You going to give me a show. You like putting on shows with your body, dontcha baby?" You start out in mock innocence. "Your going to strip down to your panties and go tuck our baby boy in for the night."
Stacy's eyes widen to the size of 50 cent pieces as she completely freezes in place. "Steven! Have you lost your mind? I can't just prance into our son's room in nothing...."
"Oh yes you can..., look at you. How hard your nipples are.., how wet your pussy is for his cock. Your ready to rape him right the fuck now." Stacy's knees are quaking so bad she can barely stand. "Now get rid of those fucking clothes..., Timmy needs to see what a slut his mommy really is."
"Ah Fuck Steven. If he.., I mean.., I, there is no way I could resist...." Stacy mumbles as she starts fighting to get her bra off before grabbing her slacks and pushing them off her hips and kicking them to the side. "Steven.., You know I am going to end up fucking him." She says in a low, breathy tone, her chest heaving, bouncing her large breasts.
"I know..." You whisper in her ear. "So what are you waiting for? Get up there and screw your little boy. Feed him your big titties just like when he was a baby before you drive his cock into your sopping wet pedo cunt. Do it Stacy! I won't stop you. Hell, I want you to fuck him. And you can listen to Jessie beg for my cock when I fuck her while you hand your pussy over to Timmy when ever he wants it."
Stacy gives you a look caught some where between absolute shock and desperate lust before pushing her way past you, headed for Timmy's bedroom with you closely in tow. Once upstairs and standing in front of his door she stops, staring at the door knob, her shacking hand inches from it. Not willing to let her back down you reach past her and knock on the door loudly for her.
From behind the door you hear muted sounds like she shuffling of sheets and papers before Timmy finally responses, "Yes?"
This is it, do you:
