This is a custom order video. No names are used so everyone can join the fantasy. To commission your own custom clip, use the contact info on my studio homepage.The Order: Hi, Lacy. I love that you've been doing these M0mmy clips lately and I was hoping you'd shoot a clip about a dominant ***my for me. Challenging ***my's authority I'm your t*&nage s0n and I've been getting big and I've been getting some sexual experience with the girls at my high school. This leads me to believe that I'm a man and I'm able to challenge your authority over me. You decide to nip this trend in the bud. You demand my car keys. I tell you to try to take them. You easily snatch them out of my hand. I try to get them back from you but your grip is too strong. You allow me to try to take the keys back for a minute, as you effortlessly resist me. Tell you what, you say, let's arm wrestle for them. I pull and pull at your arm, even using both of mine. You aren't even trying. You belittle me. Have I forgotten how strong ***my is? After a drawn out arm wrestling and mocking session, you let me know that I'm not a man, just a weak little boy and slam both of my hands down. Now you take out my cock. You remark on how small it looks. Did ***my emasculating you just now make your pee pee get all widdle? You play with me with your fingers (we don't have to see any of this or you could stroke something little). So you think you're a real man because you've been with a couple t*#nage bimbos? I wouldn't be able to handle a real woman. Not one like you. If you went up against ***my, you wouldn't last ten seconds? Oh yeah? You think you can challenge ***my? You've been giving me a gentle little handjob for a minute now but now you intensify it because our second challenge is starting now. Ten...nine... eight... and I cum. Three seconds. I lasted three seconds against ***my. Big man. You've crushed my little male ego and I start to cry. Your maternal instincts take over and you scoop me up in your strong arms. You hold me to your nurturing breasts. You soothe my sobs away, telling me that I'll never be powerful enough to challenge ***my's authority and that I'll just have to accept that. But ***my is going to protect her silly little boy like always. And ***my will even teach me some things about sex so I won't go off like a puny little peashooter. You carry me to bed and tuck me in.