No, you don't take the bracelet

Despite knowing that your mother only wants the best for you, something inside of you screams to not take it. You stay there, frozen, as your mind and instinct fight, and, ultimately, your instinct wins.

You gently push away her hand, as she looks at you, dumb-founded.

"I guess if you really don't want it..." She turns around, her wiggly ass giving you a niece view while she walks away. You smile, as your cock hardens again. You feel it throbbing, and know you can't wait much longer.