Bathroom...

Randy's mother puts her hand on his shoulder, walks him into the bathroom, and closes the door behind them, locking it.

When she turns back to Randy, she looks down at his hardness again.

She then places both her hands on his shoulders, pushing him to sit on the toilet. When he hits with a silent thud, his cock wags in his mother's face, and she barely hesitates a moment before she makes her next move.

Looking up at Randy's face, then back down at his shaft, she stands straight, and proceeds to lift her dress.

Looking back up at randy's face, it only takes him a moment to understand what she's doing when she says, "Now this doesn't mean I'm any less mad at what I saw out there, but I guess I just can't help myself."