Your door was closed, you thought you were alone...you were wrong. I walk in on you touching yourself, dressed in my blue velvet dress and pearls just like you adore. You tell me its weird and I shouldn't be in your room but I remind you that I own this house and everything in it! Besides, you get to record me all the time...now I want to record you, for sentimental reasons except now you've lost your erection. Every Mommy likes to look back on her boy's big moments...first step...first graduation...first time your dick gets soft. I taunt you for going soft and limp...if you can't get hard for Mommy, you'll never get hard for another woman. Or maybe you aren't into women after all. Maybe this means you like boys. Maybe you'll never get hard again. Am I just recording it or am I livestreaming it? I don't know, these newfangled devices are so confusing. But I know that I love you and even if your dick is broken forever, you'll always be my boy and we will always have our special kind of love. Which is exactly why you are broken. Mommy is both the best fuck and the only fuck you can enjoy. Eventually you find your arousal again and I get to finish my video. I will keep this moment forever.