Kafka's eyes locked onto Olivia's, a glint of curiosity sparking in their depths, his smile teasing yet laced with a deeper, probing intensity.
"You know, Mom." He said, his gaze unwavering. "I'm real curious about you, not just as my mom, but as a woman. I wanna know what you want, what you desire, deep down. To get to know you better, really know you." He leaned closer, his breath warm against her cheek, his cock still throbbing in her trembling hand. "How about a little role play to help with that? Let's pretend for a bit, so I can see that side of you...What do you say?"
Olivia gulped, her eyes widening with a nervous flutter as she processed his words. "Role play?" She echoed, her voice a soft, hesitant whisper, her fingers tightening instinctively around his massive shaft, the heat of it grounding her spiraling thoughts.
