BJ Fantasy

Alison leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You know, Peter has a bit of a... secret fantasy. He loves blowjobs. He's mentioned it to me before, how he wishes I would do it more often."

Walison blushed deeply, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal at the revelation. "Alison, that's personal," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.

Alison giggled, clearly enjoying the power dynamic. "Oh, come on, Mr. Smith. You're in my body now, so you might as well experience it all. Besides, it's not every day you get to fulfill your son's fantasy, is it?"

Before Walison could respond, Alison reached out and gently stroked her cheek, her touch surprisingly tender. "I'll make you a deal. I'll help you get out of these ropes, but first, you have to give Peter what he wants. Consider it a... unique bonding experience."

Walison's mind raced, torn between the absurdity of the situation and the undeniable arousal building within her borrowed body. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

"Alison please help me get out of this," Walison begged, hoping that by playing along, she could expedite her release from the ropes and this bizarre predicament.

Alison smiled triumphantly and began to untie the ropes binding Walison's wrists and ankles. "Very well. But remember our deal."

As the ropes fell away, Walison rubbed her wrists, feeling a rush of relief and anticipation. She took a moment to compose herself, knowing that what she was about to do would be forever etched in her memory—and likely in Peter's as well.