Zulin stands before her daughter's room with a flushed face and a beating heart.

Ever since Amon did her, she can't get him out of her mind. She realizes how deeply she has fallen in love with Amon and can never picture a life without him in it.

So the moment she saw Amon was here, she got very excited and jumped at the opportunity to meet him. But now that she stands before her daughter's room, she can't find an excuse to go inside to talk to Amon.

She can feel her heart inside her chest beating harder and faster than ever before. She can hear her own heartbeat in her ears without placing her hand on her chest; that's how nervous and excited she is right now.

'I should just leave, let them continue with their study. I can talk to him later,' Zulin thinks and tries to step away, but can't bring herself to do so.

Her desire easily overcomes her reasoning. The desire to see Amon, the desire to talk to him, the desire to touch him, overwhelms all her reasoning.

So with shivering hands, she knocks.

"Come in," She hears Amon's voice, making her heart race even faster.

She pushes open the door and walks in. Her head turns towards Lisa's study table, where she finds both Amon and Lisa sitting together.

Not just side by side, but Lisa sitting on top of Amon's lap.

Zulin sees this and feels jealousy above everything else. She would love to be in her daughter's position right now. To sit on Amon's lap and feel his massive cock press against her pussy.

Knowing the relationship between Amon and her daughter, she knows that's what's happening right now. She can also see it on her daughter's face.

Lisa has her lips pressed tightly together. She is really enjoying sitting on top of Amon's lap.

Zulin, though frustrated at her own inability to have the same experience as her daughter, doesn't show it on her face. Instead, she just smiles with happiness as she makes eye contact with Amon.

The memories of their time together in Amon's office flash in her head. The things Amon did to her, the way he made her feel, the promises he made to her.

Those were some of the happiest moments of her life. Amon gave her a feeling of safety and freedom that she had never experienced before.

So seeing him again before her eyes made those feelings of safety and comfort reemerge.

"Zulin, how can I help you?" Amon asks as he holds Lisa on his lap. His one hand is on her tiny waist while his other is up inside her skirt.

Lisa looks nervous as she doesn't want her mother to notice that Amon has one of his hands up her skirt, stroking her pussy right now. She is doing her best to keep a straight face, thinking that Amon has his hand hidden from her mother's view, because why would he jeopardize this and bring harm upon himself?

Little does she know, her mother can see everything.

She sees Amon's other hand up her skirt, moving, stroking something, and Zulin has an excellent idea of what it is.

But Lisa doesn't know that instead of anger, her mother is feeling jealous of her.

Lisa feels her pussy getting hotter and wetter by the second as she feels Amon's strong fingers move up and down her pussy slit, softly and playfully teasing her.

Her pussy is pulsing, begging for Amon to shove his fingers in her and play with her insides, but with her mother right here, she knows she can't afford to utter a single moan or this might all end before it even began.

She still wishes to lose her virginity to Amon and be his. If her mother finds out about this, her wish might never come true.

'Lisa, hold it in, do not more,' She reaffirms herself and turns her face away so that her mother doesn't see the expression of pleasure on her face.

"I just came here to check on Lisa and see how she is doing," Zulin says, biting her lower lip and fidgeting on the spot as she makes eye contact with Amon.

Both mother and daughter are trying their best to keep their composure intact and not reveal their relationship with Amon.

Amon smirks.

"Lisa is doing great. You have a very intelligent daughter, Zulin. You must be very proud of her," Amon says.

"Yes, I am. She is the person I care for most in the world," Zulin says, getting a little emotional as she never wants any harm to fall on Lisa.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of her," Amon says. Zulin feels relieved hearing Amon's words.

She can understand the hidden meaning behind his words. He is not talking just about her study, but also her life.

She doesn't know how Amon is going to do it, but she fully trusts him to do so. She doesn't know why she has such overwhelming confidence in Amon and his ability to keep both her and her daughter safe, but she has it, and she will stick to it.

"Thank you~ I will leave you two to continue with your... studies," Zulin says and leaves.

Now that she has seen Amon, she feels content. As for touching him and being close to him, that can come later.

She knows to be content with what she has.

Amon watches her leave as she takes her time doing so, turning her head back to look at him every second, while Amon just smiles at her.

After Zulin finally leaves as she closes the door behind her, Amon brings his attention back to Lisa.

"You are such a naughty girl, aren't you? Getting wet and horny right in front of your mother! What do you think I should do with you? Punish you?" Amon asks.

"Whatever you think is necessary, sir~" Lisa says with a faint tone as her face flushes red.

Amon smirks. He gets up from his chair, forcing Lisa to stand up on her feet as well.

"Bend over the desk," Amon orders.

Lisa presses her lips together, meeting Amon's gaze with her innocent, big, round eyes, looking like an innocent kitten.

But Amon's order is absolute, so she bends over the desk with her ass out.

Amon grins as he looks at her plaid skirt rise, giving him a peek of her perky, round ass.

Though not as thick as the mature women in his collection, Amon loves the way Lisa's ass looks. It isn't bony and out of shape. It's round in shape and looks very edible.

He grabs her skirt and lifts it up, revealing the rest of it.

She is wearing simple white underwear, which Amon grabs and pulls down, revealing her tight little pussy, which is dripping wet.

Lisa feels her face getting hotter as she knows Amon is looking at her pussy. She is both embarrassed and hopeful that Amon likes her pussy.

Though it's not his first time seeing it, Lisa gets nervous every time she shows it to him.

Amon reaches out for Lisa's ass and grabs it. His big hand easily engulfs one of her entire cheeks. He squeezes it, kneads it with his fingers, plays with it as he pleases while Lisa moans softly.

"You have such a cute ass, too bad, now that I have to spank it and mark you with my prints for being such a naughty girl," Amon says.

Lisa feels a chill run down her spine hearing his words, but it's of excitement and not fear.

"If sir thinks it's necessary to punish me for being a naughty girl, then please do as you wish~" she says.

Amon grins. Lisa really knows what to say to make him feel excited.

He lets go of her ass and pulls his hand back, ready to smack her butt.

Lisa presses her lips together and begins anticipating the slap.

His hand descends, his palm meets her soft flesh, swift and accurate. *smack* The sound is crisp. "Annnn~" Lisa immediately yelps as she feels the sting.

The pain is not severe enough to make her regret it. It just stings, and the sting fades away really fast, and what's left is the tingling sensation and the warm feeling that follows it.

Lisa bites her lower lip as she loves how it feels.

Amon watches with a grin as Lisa's pale ass quickly turns red right on the area where his hand met her cheek, leaving an imprint of his hand on her cute ass.

"Is that it, sir?" Lisa asks as he turns her head back to look at Amon.

Amon meets her eyes, which clearly show the desire, the need for more, so Amon is going to give it to her.

"Of course not, do you think a naughty girl like you can get away scot free so easily?" Amon says and smacks her butt again.

"ANnnn~" Lisa yelps again. This time, the sting is a little stronger, but she loves it even more as the tingling feeling and the warmth that follows feel even better.

Amon grins, seeing her reaction. He pulls his hand back and smacks her again. Lisa yelps again.

He does it over and over, ten times in a row, on both of her asscheeks.

By the end of it, both of Lisa's asscheeks have turned red from the spanking.

Marks left behind by Amon's hand are on both her cheeks.

As for Lisa's face, her eyes have tears welling up in them while she has her mouth agape and tongue hanging out.

She loved every second of that.