Just Trying to Help
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I think of myself as a good mom, but I know that when it comes to my daughter Beth, I can be a bit of a helicopter parent. I’ve always been there to make sure she made good choices, whether she wanted me to be or not, because I can astral project into her. By syncing with her mind and piloting her body, I’ve helped her resolve conflicts, get good grades, and more, and most of the time, she doesn’t even know I’m doing it. As she got older though, I’ve given her more space to live her life, but it can be very difficult, especially when she goes somewhere far, like for her honeymoon. I swear I just wanted to pop in to her head real quick and make sure she was safe and getting along with her new husband. I didn’t have a choice really, because she hadn’t answered any of the texts I’d sent her in the last three hours. So I projected my consciousness into her, and it was a good thing I did, because it seemed like Beth and my son in law Ryan were in the middle of a fight. “Seriously, Beth, we’ve only done it once since we got here. I know you’re tired, but…I can be quick.” The poor thing! Beth shouldn’t be withholding sex from Ryan, especially on their honeymoon. I needed to intervene, for the sake of making sure they have a healthy marriage. I moved Beth’s hand to her top, and pulled it down, exposing her large breast. Ryan reacted adorably, going slackjawed and just staring at it. He was practically drooling as I brought out the other one. Beth had certainly inherited my bustline. I broke the silence by saying, “You don’t have to be quick Ryan. I want you to take your time with me. Do whatever you want to this body.” Ryan’s utter astonishment at this offer made me worry. “R-really? You mean it?” I nodded. “Of course. I’m your…wife after all.” Oh, the things that young man did to me that night! Just thinking about them makes me blush. I’ll need to keep projecting into my daughter to make sure she keeps her man happy. But with the way Ryan fucks, it’ll keep me happy too.