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"Look at my toes! It's time again!" Su Ling pulled herself back onto the deck until Mike flopped along with her, still a captive of her scissorlock. She squeezed hard enough to knock him out, and then got up and sat in a lounge chair, pulling his groggy form up to lay between her legs where she rescissored him, her crossed feet on his belly. She reached to a table at the side of the lounge and picked up the red nail polish, handing it to Mike, who was just now coming around.

"Do a good job, I won't scissor you unconscious again," Su Ling hissed.

"Do a REALLY good job, maybe I'll let you have babies some day!!" Paul had no clue what it all meant, all he knew was that the throbbing

boner in his bathing suit was about to explode. He watched from the side of the pool as Su Ling's son, captured helplessly in his mother's thighs, obediently painted her long toenails a bright red. Su Ling looked at Paul and smiled.

"It's a mother and son thing, honey," she sighed, picking up a book to read and resting it on Mike's head as it lay trapped in his mom's

scissorlock. "We have an understanding."

Paul's own head was swimming. He was sexually aroused beyond belief watching his aunt so totally dominate her son and get him to paint her toenails. He couldn't watch, afraid his cum would rocket from his cock, untouched by his own hand. Swimming to the far side, he tried staying under as long as possible so he wouldn't hear Mike's agonized moans and Su Ling's dominant, low laugh. When she was done with him, Su Ling released her leg lock and looked at her toes while Mike slumped nearly unconscious to the pool deck. She shook her head and made tsk-tsk noises.

"Not good enough, sonny boy," she said. "Get in the house…NOW!!" Mike got up and ran, but Su Ling, with her long, strong legs, bounded