Yet again I confronted my son’s bully Wayne to ask him nicely to stop tormenting my boy. He agreed on three conditions. First, I had to suck his cock hard. Second, I had to facetime Johnny so he could hear every minute of his darling mother defiled by the boy he hates most in the world. Oh, and the third condition was that Wayne got to paint my face with his cum, so Johnny could enjoy the sight of his mother dripping with a load of bully jism. Perhaps it will teach him to stand up for himself a little more in future!