Little Man like his Daddy

The implied meaning hung heavy in the air. Jake looked like he wanted to pass out. Tiffany smirked and continued, "Especially compared to little boys like Jake. I mean really, look at him. Pathetic."

Jake surged out of the pool, completely unaware of how his tight trunks clung to his body, outlining the bulge of his cock. "I'm not a little boy!" he protested. "I'm 18!"

"18 and what, barely 5'6"? Please," Tiffany scoffed. "Let me guess, microdick to match?" She turned to Jenna, throwing an arm around her daughter's shoulders. "He's even smaller than his dad, can you believe it?"

"Probably," Jenna agreed with a laugh, picking up on her mother's game. "He gets off on watching real men fuck me. I bet he wishes he had a cock bigger than his thumb."

Jake flushed angrily, his erection straining against his trunks. The girls ignored him, continuing to braid each other's hair as they mocked his size and endurance. Poor Jake was left hard, humiliated and ignored, **** to listen to the women he lusted after **** him.

"I'm going to shower," he finally muttered, stomping inside. Tiffany watched him go, licking her lips.

"Such a cutie," she said. "I give him a week before he's knocking on my door. So eager and **** for some pussy."

Jenna smirked knowingly. "Too bad it'll be a decade or so before he can satisfy a woman like us." She cupped her tits, squeezing the creamy mounds. "Mmm I bet he'd get off on watching me take a big black cock in all my holes while he sucks on my toes like a good little cuck."

Tiffany laughed wickedly. "Mmm, you're learning from your mama, baby girl. Keeping these simps wrapped around your little finger."

They clinked drinks, toying with a certain shy 18-year-old's balls, and plotting his sexual humiliation and thorough emasculation. Just another mother-daughter bonding day in the suburbs.