Giving In.

They returned home, suzie carried her limp son upstairs, to her room, eyes glancing at the Gloves that were on the bed.

" Well...I...I can't put you to bed in your clothes!...L...lets get these off you" she said, nervous but excited, her talk with her sister had instilled a confidence in her that she had planned to use today.

After lying him on the floor and taking off his shirt, she unbuttoned his pants, watching with odd fascination at his erect cock poking through his underwear.

The last time she was this close to it she'd been horrendously drunk, and she'd ended up **** on top of him.

This time she was completely sober, she moved closer to it, gently holding it in her hands, and slowy started to move up and down.

" t...this...this is sooo..." she said, moving her head closer to lick it.

" Uuhhhhh....wh...." Greg said stirring.

Her new confidence suddenly evaporated and she quickly let go of his member and pulling his underwear back up.

" oh!...are you ok?...pacifica really did a number on you!" She said, trying to get rid of the images she had of dominating Greg, trying to desperately ingore how wet she was becoming.

" P..pacifica?...What happned...?" Greg asked, slowy returning to himself as he started to sit up.

" I..ummm..." Suzie said, her eyes once again glancing to the gloves, those same gloves had made him go night night so many times.

She wanted to dominante him like she did last night, she needed him ****.

" D...dont worry about it, you just need a nap!" She said, and before Greg could react to what was going on, Suzie quickly put one of the gloves on and...

SMACK.

The Swift smack to his face did it's job as Greg smiled dumbly, drool began leaking from his mouth and his eyes immediately crossed.

" Duuhhhh....Whaaa juuuustttt...Ug" he said, flopping back out cold.

" Ha!" She said happily, unaware that her sisters Kate And Heather had just entered the house...