The possessive mother

The ray didn't change who your mother was at the core - she was still the woman that raised you, cared for you. But now she was all that and jealously possessive. Having found out you had your first girlfriend she had become upset that you would choose a woman over her. In this new form your mother had always been a gorgeous woman - the pinnacle definition of a MILF in the eyes of your friends. And when she'd found out about Lisa she had gone into overdrive to make sure she was in her prime physical shape. She started dressing sexier, wearing more make up, flaunting the body she had maintained through the years. And now, she was going to prove to you that the only woman you needed in your life - the only woman you even wanted in your life - was your mother. In her mind she knew that she was more than enough woman to be both mother and lover.

She played with her lips, tracing them with her tongue in a slow, sensual manner. Her chest was heaving, and her low-cut top showed off her incredible cleavage. She knew that your girlfriend would be here in 20 minutes. It was her plan to seduce you into telling your girlfriend to get lost. Since you had told her you loved your girlfriend, she knew she'd probably have to put in at least a little effort. She also knew that she was far more beautiful and desirable than your girlfriend and she was ready to use that to her full advantage.