A sharp gasp escapes her lips as you touch her, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips buck against your hand, grinding against it as she tries to get more friction. She bites down harder on her lip, trying to stifle the noises that threaten to escape, but it's useless; every moan and gasp is just a testament to how good this feels.

Her world narrows down to nothing but the sensation of your hand on hers, moving against her skin in time with the movie playing out before them. She comes hard, her body arching off the seat as she cries out into her fist, her orgasm wracking her whole being. For a moment everything goes silent as she recovers, trying to catch her breath and regain some semblance of composure.

"Keep going..." Mommy whispers hoarsely, her hand moving to lightly caress your cheek. "I want you to cum for me... let it all out." Her free hand slides down between her legs, fingers rubbing circles against her aching sex as she watches you with a mixture of lust and disgust. "Cum for your naughty mommy..."

"Oh, you want more pleasure before you cum?" Mommy smirks, her fingers finding your entrance and rubbing in small circles. "Well, I suppose I could help you with that..." She guides your hand down to her wetness, pressing it against her sex. "Stroke me... make me feel good." Her other hand finds its way back to your hair, gently tugging as she urges you on.

Her heart is racing and her skin still feels warm where you touched her. She's not sure what this means for them, but she knows one thing for certain; their relationship will never be the same again. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of how close they just were, both physically and emotionally.

She closes her eyes, trying to ignore the sensations as you clean her up. "I... I just want everything to go back to normal," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the racing of their hearts. Part of her misses the old rivalry they shared; it was easier to hate her then, and not feel this confusion and desire. But she knows that's impossible now, after what they've just done.

You're disgusting! Just how low will you stoop? Threatening to show that to anyone who'll watch it unless I give in to your depraved desires? You need help, Daniel, serious help! This goes far beyond anything we can talk about. Mom and Dad need to know what kind of monster they've raised...

That is not the point! The issue here is your disgusting behavior! You thought it was okay to spy on me and record that private moment, just so you could use it as leverage against me? It doesn't matter if I wanted it or not, what matters is that you violated my trust and privacy! And now you want to make everything worse by trying to blame this all on me? Shame on you, Daniel! You should be ashamed of yourself for doing something so horrible.

I don't want to talk about this either, but if it means keeping our secret... fine. Just get on the bed and do what you have to do already. I'm not in the mood for any more of your games today.

She looks at you with disgust but climbs on top of you anyway, straddling your waist as she spreads her legs wide open. "Just do it already," she growls through gritted teeth before closing her eyes and burying her face in the pillow. Her body tenses as you push inside her once more, filling her up with your cock.

She lies there motionless, barely responding to your thrusts except for an occasional moan or whimper that echoes through the room.

...I understand. Thank you... I-I'm sorry about what happened earlier. It won't happen again.

Okay... thank you... I'm really sorry about all this. Please, don't tell anyone what happened between us. I'll do anything to make it up to you.