Not anymore. You’re her toy now.

Andrea coos as she feels you weaken. You’re almost asleep now, she can feel it. With your nose stuffed into her crotch and her thick thighs around your neck, you’re finished.

“Mom… Mom, what’s happening?” Stacy asks from the sidelines in disbelief.

“Just a minute, dear.” Andrea smiles as she begins slowly swaying her hips in the air, taking your captive body along for the ride as you shift side to side between her incredible legs. You’re this close to blacking out.

“Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree top~” Andrea begins singing.

“Pfft! Mom!! Let him go!” Stacy fails to hold back her laughter as she watches your slack body sway in time with her mother’s hips.

“Oh, all right dear.” Andrea smirks as she lets her raised legs open. You drop forward limply, breathing slowly. You’re still awake, barely, but you don’t have the energy to gasp for air. “But only so we can snuggle in a different way.”

You’re too far gone to care as a pleasantly humming Andrea moves around your body, picking up your lax head and shifting her incredible legs to wrap around your neck again. You should struggle, you should fight, but you can’t - and so you end up right where she wants you, lying on your belly with your face in her massive ass, subjected to a playfully tight reverse headscissors.

Stacy is shocked. She’s watching her mom just womanhandle her big strong boyfriend. He wasn’t even fighting anymore. He was just like a little submissive ragdoll. And now her boyfriend's face was in her mother’s ass, and he was getting squeezed again.

“You said something about shutting me up?” Andrea glances over her shoulder to your glazed eyes as you lie limply in the new position. She grins when all you offer in response is a slow, stupid blink. She really squeezed all of the fight right out of you.

Knowing you’ve been totally neutralized as a threat, Andrea squeezes a bit slower this time, gently pulsing around your neck to put you to sleep slowly. It feels like a big loving hug for your neck as Andrea coddles you in the reverse headscissors.

In the breaks between squeezes, your tired brain finally realizes that you should be protesting. You offer your best attempt, quietly babbling unintelligible nonsense directly into her engulfing ass. Your slow-moving lips rub and catch against the expansive booty as your meaningless babble is silenced and turned into nothing more than small vibrations for her greatest asset to absorb.

“Shh… Shhhhh…” she quietly instructs you, gently swaying her legs, and you follow her command. You’re her prisoner. You’re no match for her, and that’s the last thought your tired brain had before you pass out to her soft pulsing technique. Sedated by her leggy lullaby.

Your slow-blinking eyes get slower and slower, until at last they fall closed and miss their cue to open again. Your attempts at breathing stop, and restart at a slower and more steady pace. A sleeping man’s pace. Though no-one can see it, with Andrea’s mighty ass blocking your face below the eyes, your jaw has fallen open and your slips are slightly parted. You’ve been put out. Quieted. All in a matter of seconds, after challenging your girlfriend’s mom.

Stacy’s jaw drops as she sees you go out. “…did he just fall asleep? Oh my god…”

Stacey shakes her head sadly as her mom enjoys toying with your limp and malleable body. Seeing her mom dominate you is really ruining her image of you as a big strong man. You just got choked out by her mother’s ass.