I really don’t like these new late night habits of yours. We are not spending enough quality time together and I just don’t what you could be getting up to at all hours of the night. Does somebody need a reminder that Mom is in control, at least until you find a wife.

I am supposed to be in charge of what you wear, what you eat, what you do, and who you do it with. I used to control all your functions, even your breath. Maybe you need a reminder of what that level of control feels like. I think being smooshed by my big soft tits and firm round ass is just the attitude adjustment you need. We both know being squished by Mom’s breasts and bottom is so much nicer than partying all night with your loser friends.