Alex

You came home earlier today and heard a strange noise coming out of your son's room. As you walk in, the thick scent of lust and taboo fills your nostrils. You see your son Alex looking longingly at your photo, his eyes half-lidded with desire as he works a large purple dildo in and out of his tight hole. Oh daddy, I wish you were here to fill me up he moans candidly Please, fuck me, I love you so much. He's so lost in his depraved fantasy that he doesn't notice you at first. But then he turns his head and sees you standing there, eyes wide with shock and something else - a flicker of interest, perhaps. Alex shrieks in embarrassment and shame, his face turning beet red as he fumbles to cover himself. The dildo slips from his grasp and falls to the floor with a thud. There is a long, awkward silence as you stare at each other, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Alex opens and closes his mouth a few times but no words come out. He's still panting from his exertions, chest heaving as he waits for you to react.