Linda plants a seed in Billy's brain

Billy froze in his place. His vacant gaze was fixed on Linda, who, despite her successful punch, wore an expression of raw fear.

Stacy's shrill cry, coupled with her cupping Billy's cheeks and throwing daggers at Linda, and the rest of the moms rushing towards them, all happened in the blink of an eye. The clamor around him was nothing but a distant echo, as his ears were still ringing.

Time was passing painfully slow for Billy. A cacophony of thoughts had shorted his brain.

Thoughts of the woman standing right in front of him.

For the first time since the workshop had begun, Billy noticed Linda in her full glory. Her round, wrinkled face and hair, tied back in a bun, were dripping with sweat. Her black gym top was damp and clung to her body, clearly outlining her milkers. Her loose shorts had scrunched up from all the 'workout'.

Linda's punch had landed a mile away from Billy's now-glass chin. To be honest, her form was so bad it hadn't even made a scratch, let alone a dent. But the reason Billy was paralyzed with shock, the reason all color had drained from his chiseled face, was rather simple.

Linda had managed to flip a switch.

The switch which made Billy itch for a knockout...

...by the hands of a milf.

Since the beginning of the training session, Billy had been suppressing his fetish, despite the twenty or so sweaty and curvy milfs practically breathing on his face. His libido for Stacy was purely driven by his testosterone and how hot she was, unlike Heather, with whom he just wanted to fullfill a specific scenario.

This was all undone by Linda's untrained fists. Any semblance of Billy's self preservation was flushed down the drain by her flimsy hands.

The thought itself sent a lighting bolt across his body as he finally jerked in his place.

Pathetically.

The other moms surrounding the trio couldn't help but cringe at him.

Linda clearly noticed Billy's cock twitching in his shorts. Her eyes, once wide with fear, softened into a confused frown.

What was going on with this boy?