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The trance leaves no room for hesitation.
You lift your cum-covered hand the rest of the way to your mouth and start licking. The taste is salty and thick across your tongue as you clean your fingers one by one, exactly the way the hypnosis instructed. Good boys swallow. You obey, swallowing each load that had spilled into your palm while the video’s voice still echoes in your head.
Your eyes lift while you’re still licking.
Your dad has moved.
He’s no longer frozen in shock. He steps in close to your mom, cups her face with both hands, and begins licking his own cum from her skin. His tongue drags slowly across her cheek, gathering the thick stripes he just shot, then moves to the corner of her mouth. She stands rigid at first, eyes wide, but she doesn’t push him away. A soft, startled sound leaves her when his mouth travels lower—over her jaw, down the side of her neck, and onto the cum-spattered upper curve of her breasts where her blouse is open enough to expose skin.
He licks her clean with long, deliberate strokes, cleaning every drop he put on her while you continue eating your own cum from your fingers only a few feet away. The wet sounds of his tongue and your own quiet swallowing fill the small bathroom. The hypnosis video is still playing on the phone behind them, the woman’s calm voice repeating that good boys shrink and good boys swallow, now serving as background to the scene unfolding in front of you.
Your mom’s hands come up—whether to stop him or steady herself isn’t clear—but they settle on his shoulders instead of pushing. Your dad keeps going, tongue moving across the top of her breasts, cleaning the last of his cum while you finish the final streak on your middle finger and swallow.
The three of you are locked in the bathroom together: you with the taste of your own load still on your tongue, your dad licking your mom clean, and the penis-shrinking CEI hypnosis still running on the phone.
What do you do?
Stay silent and keep watching, the trance still heavy, while your dad finishes cleaning every drop from your mom’s face and chest.
Speak up through the haze—quietly admit that the video told you to eat it—and see how both of them react while his tongue is still on her skin.
Step closer, still under the influence of the commands, and wait to see if either of them acknowledges you or pulls you into what’s happening.
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