“Grace” is in the kitchen doing the dishes and cleaning the sideboards, “dad always leaves a mess,” she mumbles to herself, “every time he cooks it looks as if a bomb exploded.”
“What's that you say, mom,” Jane asks, who is sitting at the table, sending text messages to her friends.
“Oh... nothing dear,” her “mother” says, “just whining about the mess your dad left behind.”
“Oh,” is all Jane says.
“Grace” feels something raising in her, a strange need, 'hmmm... I feel kind of... giddy,' she thinks to herself. As she continues to clean the kitchen, images of cocks appear in her head, 'it has been so long since I have seen, felt and even tasted a juicy cock.' Zoran does not realize as his mind is slowly being overtaken by his mother's mind. 'Once I am done here and the kids have gone to bed, me and Donny need to “solve” this little “problem” I have,' the “woman” grins to herself. “Grace” soon finishes the kitchen and walks into the dining room, “Jane, it is getting late and you have work tomorrow,” she says.
Jane looks at her watch, “damn... time flies,” she says and hurries upstairs.
“Now to check on Zoran,” she says. “Grace” walks up to her “son's” room and opens the door, she finds “Zoran” playing on his Playstation. “Zoran, stop playing games and get to bed,” she says, “you have school tomorrow.”
“Oh... right,” the “boy” says, “sorry mom, I was really caught up in the game,” he adds as he ends the game.
“That is okay,” his “mother” says, “but be sure to get to bed on time in the future.”
“Yes mom,” he says.
“Grace” closes the door and heads into the office to find her “husband” checking on E-Mails. The “woman” walks up behind her husband and hugs him, lying her chin on his head. “Baby... I feel so giddy,” she says, “please come to bed... I need you,” she adds.
Don smiles, “I'll be down in a minute,” he says, “I just need to answer this E-Mail I have received from my boss.”
“Okay, but please... don't make me wait,” with that “Grace” heads into the master bed room and strips out of her clothes. She opens the closet and scans through the various outfits, 'I need something... sexy,' she thinks to herself. “Grace” soon finds a beautiful blue sleeping gown with laces and slightly see through, with a smile she puts it on and lies down on the bed.
After “Grace” has closed the door of her former room, “Zoran” ends his game and turns off his Playstation, suddenly he blinks in confusion, “wait... did Zoran just call me by his name,” he asks himself, “why would he do that? I was alone in the room... why didn't he call me by my true name?” “Zoran” thinks for a while, “I feel that something is not right, but I can't seem to figure out what,” he then shrugs, “maybe it is nothing. Maybe it is just that Zoran wants to play the role of “mom” to 100% to not raise suspicion”. The “boy” then stands up and stretches, he walks over to his closet to get a PJ, then he heads to the bathroom to get changed and brush his teeth. “Zoran” then heads to bed, still with the feeling that something is not quite right, he sighs and decides to just fall asleep, surely it is nothing important.
Meanwhile “Grace”, who is still waiting for her “husband”, Don still unaware that Grace is not Grace but his 14-year-old son Zoran, is starting to get impatien, “where is he,” she asks herself, “I need him.” Just then the door opens and Don enters, he stops dead in his tracks when he sees his wife dressed in that sexy sleep gown and spread out on the bed.
“Damn Grace,” he whispers, “y-you look so amazing,” the man slowly walks over, unable to take his eyes off of her.
“Grace” giggles, “mhm... only the best for my honey-poo,” she says.
Don raises an eyebrow, but then chuckles, “honey-poo? You have not called me that in years,” he says as he starts to strip.
The “woman” grins, Zoran is unaware that his mind is over written by his mother's memories, “I just feel so giddy, as if I were 16-year-old girl,” she says.
Don, now only in his boxers, climbs onto the bed, “and I AM so horny as if I were a 16-year-old boy,” he says before leaning down and pressing his lips against hers, starting to kiss his “wife” deeply. “Grace” does not notice that her “husband's” body looks different, thanks to Don's editing, his whole family thinks he'd always had an athletic built.
After a while, Don breaks the kiss and start to kiss down his “wife's” body, pushing her sleep gown up her body and over her head. The gown is thrown to the floor as Don continues to kiss the “woman's” body. “We... need... to... keep it... down,” he says between kisses, “we... do not... want our... kids to... find out.”
“Grace” has her eyes close and is moaning in pleasure, “y-yeah... that would... be em-embarassing,” she says. She spreads her legs as she feels Don's hand starting to come closer and closer to her dripping sex.
Don grins as he slips his fingers into “Grace's” wet pussy, causing the “woman” to moan in pleasure. “You like that, hm,” he whispers, smirking when “Grace” nods, “well, you'll love what comes next.”
“Pl-please,” she begs, “please... fuck me.”
“So needy,” Don says with a smirk. The man positions his cock at her entrance and starts to slowly push in, groaning in pleasure at the tightness.
“Grace” moans in pleasure, biting her lip, as her “husband” starts to enter her, “oooooh... ye-yessss,” she says, clenching her pussy around his cock.
Don groans, “s-so tight,” he says.
“A-and you... you are... so big,” “Grace” replies with a grin.
Don grins back, “hehe... well, y-you did marry me for... my size,” he says, “you al-always said: the size is what I like on a man.”
“Grace” giggles, “th-the bigger... the be-better,” she says, “and... of all men I dated... YOURS surely is the biggest in th-the universe.”
Suddenly Zoran's mind clears, but only for a split second, just enough to put fear into the boy as he sees his father naked, towering over him... feeling something huge pushing into him. 'Wh-what is happening,' he asks himself, before his mind is again taken over by his mother's mind.
“Grace, are you okay,” Don asks.
“Hu? What,” “Grace” asks.
“I asked you if I can start moving,” Don replies.
“Oh... hehe... the pleasure must have caused me to zone out for a minute,” the “woman” says, “yes... please start.”
Don smiles and nods, “as you wish, my queen,” he says, before starting to thrust in and out of her pussy in a slow rhythm.
“Grace” moans in pleasure, “oh.... my... g-god,” she says, clenching the bed sheet, “f-feels so good... be-better than I re-remember.”
Don grins, “hehe... I guess all that “training” with my flesh-light has paid off,” he mumbles.
“Wh-what's that you say,” “Grace” asks.
“Oh... nothing my dear,” Don says, “just try and keep your... sexy voice down.” Don continues to thrust in and out of his “wife”, after a while he starts to pick up the pace, thrusting faster and harder into her.
“Oh god... yessss,” “Grace” hisses as quiet as possible, “d-do not... stop.”
“B-babe,” Don pants, “I... I can't hold.... back much... lo-longer.”
“Grace” moans, “th-then let me... have it,” she says, “give me all... your warm seed... f-fill up my womb.”
Don nods, he thrusts faster and harder, trying to get his cock as deep as possible into his “wife”. The man feels his balls churning, “b-baby... I am going... going to cum soon.”
“Me... me too,” “Grace” says, “do it... please... do it!”
“OH GRAAAAAACE,” Don shouts as he thrusts in one last time, shooting his seed deep into her, filling her womb.
“Oooooh... YEEEEEESSSSSS,” the “woman” screams in pleasure as she cums herself.
After shooting his load, Don collapses onto his wife, both panting, “th-that was amazing,” he breaths, “I just hope we... haven't woken the kids.”
“It... It will be fine,” “Grace” says, wrapping her arms around Don, “Zoran is a deep sleeper and Jane is probably listening to music over headphones as usual.”
Don smiles and kisses his wife, “I love you,” he says.
“I love you too, baby,” she replies, then both fall asleep with Don's cock still inside of her.