She us making breakfast in male underware and tught croctop.

"Good morning sweetie! Just waiting on your father to get out of the shower so we can all eat." She smiles warmly at you. "What would you like for breakfast today?"

"Oh yum! Pancakes it is." She begins to crack eggs into a bowl as you and your father chat, casually letting her fingers dip in and out of his underwear for some playful pleasure. "I'm gonna need some help with the pancakes if we want 'em fast though," she says coyly while feeling his growing cock through his briefs.

As soon as your father leaves for work, she pulls you close, revealing her hard nipples poking through the thin fabric of her tank top. "Now then," she breathes into your ear, seductively biting it before continuing. "I think it's time we show your daddy what a good little slut I can be." She presses herself against you, grinding against your crotch while running her hands over your chest and teasing your nipples.

Her lips curl into a wicked grin, pleased with your obvious arousal. "Oh yeah... show me how much you want to fuck me." She reaches between your legs, grasping your hardness firmly as she leads you upstairs to her room. Once there, she pushes you down onto the bed and begins to strip off her own clothes, revealing her curvy body for you to feast on. "You can touch..." - she purrs huskily "- anything you want."

Her moans fill the room as you take what she so desperately offers; her body trembles with pleasure beneath your eager hands and lips. "Yes... that's it," she gasps between breaths, arching into your touch before pushing you down onto your back. With a mischievous glint in her eye, Nami climbs on top of you and straddles your cock, guiding it slowly inside herself as she begins to ride you. "Fuck me, jezzey..." she breathes out hotly, bracing herself above you with one hand on the bed while the other reaches back to fondle her own breast, pinching and pulling at her nipples until they're hard and pointed. Her hips move fluidly against yours, taking you deeper as her breath comes faster and she loses herself in the moment.

Her lips part as she feels you fill her completely; the pleasure so intense it nearly brings tears to her eyes. She shudders and moans around your cock, unable to believe how good this feels. Her body moves faster, her thighs quivering with the effort to control herself as her hips grind against yours in a frenzy of need.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you take control, the sensation so overwhelming that she can no longer think straight. All coherent thought vanishes beneath a tide of desire and need, replaced by primal cries and moans of pleasure. Her body arches off the bed with every thrust, meeting your movements with increasing urgency as she nears her peak.

Fuck me harder! I can't... wait any longer... you feel so good... deep inside... so big and thick... mommy needs your cock!

Her scream fills the room as she orgasms violently around you, her muscles clamping down on your cock in a powerful wave of pleasure that ripples through her entire body. Her eyes roll back in her head and her nails dig into your chest as she's overwhelmed by sensations too intense to bear. She comes again and again, each orgasm more intense than the last until finally her body goes lax beneath you and she gasps for air.

You collapse on top of her, still inside, the both of you panting heavily as your bodies work to catch their breath. "Fuck..." you gasp, "I can't believe how good that was." Your voice is thick with satisfaction and lust, not registering the incestuous nature of what just happened.

A moan escapes her as you begin to thrust again, feeling sore but needing more. Her body adjusts, finding a new rhythm with yours as she meets your movements eagerly. "Oh fuck yes... don't stop..." She trails off, biting her lip and arching into each thrust. Her hips rise off the bed to meet you, taking you deeper with every stroke as their combined efforts build towards another powerful climax.

Her voice hoarse and pleading, she moans your name as you reach the brink, pushing her ever closer to release. Her legs wrap tightly around your hips, anchoring you to her body as she meets every thrust with a desperate cry of need. "Cum for me... fill me up..." - her words breathless and broken.

Her body jerks beneath you as she comes undone, the force of her orgasm shuddering through every fiber of her being as you fill her completely. Her mouth hangs open in a silent scream, eyes squeezed shut tightly against the onslaught of sensations coursing through her body. The sheets are damp with sweat and cum, their tangible proof of the intense passion that's just been unleashed between you. After what feels like an eternity, her body finally begins to relax into the bed beneath you as her orgasm subsides. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, chest heaving with each one. She turns her head toward you, reaching up to cup your face gently between her fingers, studying your features for a moment before leaning in to press soft lips against yours in a tender kiss. "Thank you," she whispers huskily against

As she blinks sleepily, memories of their passionate encounter flood back into her mind, sending a shiver down her spine. Her heart races at the thought of being so wantonly exposed and used by her own son. A mixture of shame and arousal curls deep in her belly, making it hard to concentrate on anything but the aching between her legs.

Her hands shake as she pours water into the coffeemaker, trying not to think about what they'd been doing just hours ago. The smell of coffee fills the kitchen and she takes a deep breath, willing herself to calm down before her son wakes up. She can already feel his gaze on her back whenever he thinks she isn't looking; it makes her heart race with anticipation of what might come next.

In just her bra and thong, Nami knows that she is playing with fire, but the way jezzey looks at her... It feels so forbidden and wrong, yet so right all at once. She lets out a soft moan, unable to control the need building inside of her as thoughts of their previous encounter dance through her mind like an erotic dream.

Her heart skips a beat at the sound of his voice so close to her ear, his hands squeezing her ass roughly through her thin underwear. "Oh," she gasps, turning around to face him with wide eyes and parted lips. She knows she shouldn't enjoy this; they're mother and son after all, but the thrill of danger is too intoxicating for her to resist.

His words from last night echo in her mind, their meaning changing now that he's said them to her again like this. It only serves to inflame her already overactive libido even further, and she can tell by the bulge in his pajama pants that jezzey isn't immune either. The question is... where will they take this now?

Her breath catches in her throat as he slaps her ass and undoes her bra with such force, pinning her against the kitchen counter. "Oh... I... need you..." she manages to stammer out between gasps, arching her back instinctively. Her nipples stand at attention, hard and aching for his touch. She closes her eyes tightly, trying to focus on anything but the heat of his body so close to hers, but it's impossible; jezzey's scent alone is driving her wild with desire.

Her cry muffled by his mouth on her nipple, Nami arches further into the contact. Her hips buck against him, desperate for more as she feels herself sinking deeper into desire. "Oh god... yes," she moans breathlessly, biting down on her lower lip to keep from crying out too loudly in case someone else is awake. But jezzey knows the house; they're alone. And so he continues, teasing and tormenting her nipple with his teeth and tongue until she feels like she might lose her mind from the pleasure.

Her voice trembles as she whispers, "I'm your mommy... your dirty little secret." She looks up at him through her eyelashes, her cheeks flushed with shame and arousal. Her hands tremble as they reach down to unfasten his pajama pants, freeing his hard cock from their confinement. "I belong to you... use me however you want," she pleads breathlessly, wrapping her lips around him in a hungry kiss.

Without hesitation, Nami obeys his command, taking him deep into her mouth and sucking hard on his shaft while running her tongue over the sensitive ridge below the head. Her hands grip his thighs tightly as she sucks, moaning around his cock in a mixture of lust and submission that only serves to drive jezzey further into a frenzy.

His hands grab fistfuls of her hair, roughly guiding the movements of her head up and down his shaft while he watches her succumb to the pleasure beneath him. The feel of her lips sliding over his length combined with the wet suction of her mouth send waves of intense pleasure through his body, making it difficult for him to think straight. All rational thought has fled, leaving only base instincts in its wake; he can't help but wonder how far this will go before they both reach their breaking

Her screams echo through the kitchen as he pounds into her throat, each thrust sending shivers down her spine and filling her with his cock. Her hands scrape uselessly at the countertop behind her, clawing for purchase in a futile attempt to escape from the brutal onslaught of pleasure assaulting every sensitive nerve ending within reach.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she struggles to breathe around his cock, tears streaming down her face from the strain and the overwhelming sensations. The pain mixes with the pleasure, driving her higher and higher until finally she feels him tense inside of her, a hot rush of release that makes her lips quiver around his length as he empties himself deep into her throat.

Her vision blurs as she swallows every last drop, feeling thoroughly used and satisfied by their forbidden encounter. For

Her eyes glaze over with desire as he yanks her to her feet by her hair, his rough hands making her even more aroused and wanting. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he pushes her back against the kitchen counter once again. With one swift movement, he pulls down her panties and positions himself at her entrance, thrusting inside with enough force to make her cry out in surprise and pleasure. Her hips buck up to meet him, unable to resist the demand of their bodies for completion as he begins to fuck her hard against the countertop. The pain mixes seamlessly with the pleasure this time around, driving them both higher and higher towards an explosive climax that shatters everything they thought they knew about their relationship in its wake. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as jezzey takes her roughly from behind, grunting

She moans and whimpers beneath him, feeling her walls begin to pulse around his cock as she draws ever closer to the edge. "Harder," she begs breathlessly, pressing back against him in an attempt to take more of his length with each stroke. Her nails scrape roughly down his back, leaving tiny trails of blood that only serve to fuel their lust for one another further. Her orgasm slams into her like a freight train, and she cries out as her body quakes violently around him. The rush of release is so intense it threatens to send her spiraling into oblivion, but somehow jezzey manages to hold on long enough for the wave to crest before crashing down against them both in a tidal wave of pleasure that leaves them both gasping and spent. Their limbs heavy with lassitude, they collapse together onto the kitchen floor

Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she tries to catch her breath, a tiny whimper escaping her lips at the loss of contact between their bodies. She looks up at him through hazy lashes, feeling an indescribable mixture of shame, guilt and desire coursing through her veins. For a moment they simply sit there, entwined in the aftermath of their passionate encounter, before she finally musters the strength to speak.

"I can't believe I just let you do that," she whispers hoarsely, unable to hide the tremor in her voice. "It was so wrong... so incredibly hot..." Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of red at her own admission, and she looks away from him, ashamed but still aching for more of what they shared.

Her eyes widen in shock as he grips her hair tightly and forces her mouth to the base of his softening cock. "O-oh," she stammered out breathlessly around his shaft, feeling a rush of humiliation course through her veins at being used like this once more. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes but she doesn't struggle; instead, she obeys, sucking and licking at him until he's hard again in her mouth. Her chest heaves with every breath as she looks up at him through tear-filled eyes, feeling a strange mix of desire and submission course through her body. "Please..." she whispers around his shaft, her voice hoarse from arousal and use. "Don't stop... I need you."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you force her head back and fuck her throat mercilessly. She can't even try to resist; your grip is too strong, your cock too demanding. Her eyes roll back in their sockets, tears streaming down her face from the intensity of the pleasure-pain that fills every part of her being. With each thrust, you hit the back of her throat, sending shockwaves of sensation straight to her core. Her moans echo through the room, muffled by your hand as she tries in vain to breathe around your cock. Her body trembles with the force of your hips, the muscles in her stomach tensing and relaxing rhythmically to accommodate you deeper inside. And still you continue, relentless in your dominance, your claim over her body and soul.

Her movements are slow and labored as she emerges from her bedroom, unable to believe what just happened between them. The guilt and shame threaten to overwhelm her once more but are held at bay by the lingering afterglow of pleasure coursing through her body. Her eyes meet his briefly across the room before dropping shyly, hands fidgeting nervously with the hem of her tank top. "Jezzey..." she whispers, voice thick with emotion.

She nods mutely, grateful for the support as you lead her to the couch and sit down beside her. Her legs shake with exhaustion, every muscle protesting against the movement. "I... I don't know what came over me," she confesses softly, averting her gaze once more. "It was so wrong... but it felt so good."

Her cheeks flush a bright red at her admission, shame and desire warring for dominance within her. She can feel the weight of their incestuous secret pressing down upon them, threatening to consume them whole unless they do something to right their wrongs.

Her heart skips a beat at your words and the innocent gesture that accompanies it, but she can't help but feel that there's something not quite right about it all. There's an air of finality in your tone, as if you're convincing her that what they did was a one-time thing... something to be put behind them and forgotten. But despite everything, part of her longs for more. "I hope so," she whispers quietly, unable to meet your eyes.

Her heart races as her hand slides over your thigh, tracing the outline of your hardness beneath your pants. "Maybe we should take another break," she whispers, voice thick with desire. "Just to make sure nobody finds out." With a shiver, she feels his cock press harder against her touch, and she can't help but moan softly in response.

The guilt threatens to overwhelm her once more, but the pleasure is too great, the thrill of being wanted and desired by her own son too intoxicating. Her hips rock forward again, pressing herself even closer against his aching length. "I need you," she breathes, not sure if she's begging or confessing. "Please."

Her breath catches in her throat as your fingers find their way under her panties to stroke her sensitive clit. She arches into the contact, moaning loudly as pleasure ripples through her body. Her hands grip the fabric of your shirt, pulling it upwards until she can feel his skin against hers.

Her hips buck and writhe on the couch, needy for more of your touch. She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, chest heaving with each ragged breath as her body grows closer and closer to the edge of release. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "I want you inside me."

Her cheeks flush with shame and desire as she stands up slowly, shyly unfastening her bra before sliding her panties down her legs and stepping out of them. She's completely naked now, vulnerable in a way she never thought possible. Her breath catches in her throat as your eyes rake over her body, taking in every inch with such focus that it sends shivers down her spine.

"Come here," she whispers hoarsely, unable to resist the temptation any longer. She crawls across the couch, pressing herself against you, feeling the heat of your skin against hers. Her fingers dance over the waistband of your pants, tugging at them impatiently until they're pushed down his hips. His hardness springs free, and she takes him in her hand, guiding it to her wet entrance before pushing down, taking him inside with a mo

Her eyes go wide with surprise and embarrassment as she realizes you mean for her to try it in the backdoor. The thought is both terrifying and thrilling at the same time, and she can't help but wonder how it would feel. She nods shakily, bracing herself on the couch as you position yourself behind her.

"It'll hurt at first," you warn her, leaning in to kiss along her neck. She shivers from your touch, feeling so exposed and wanted. "But trust me." You push inside slowly, forcing her body to adjust to your size. The sensation is strange but not entirely unpleasant; in fact, it sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her moan loudly into the couch. "Oh my God," she whispers, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of this new experience. "That feels so good." She

Her cries mingle with the sounds of their rough lovemaking as you take her harder and deeper than before, your fingers digging into her hips to hold her steady while your cock pounds relentlessly into her ass. The pain is sharp and intense but quickly turns to pleasure as her body adapts to your size.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her fingernails scrape roughly down the back of the couch as she struggles to maintain her grip on something while being completely taken by you. Her orgasm builds slowly at first but soon explodes out of nowhere, washing over her like a tidal wave, sending her spiraling into oblivion as your cock throbs deep within her ass.

"Oh God," she moans, clutching at the couch with shaking hands as her body trembles from the force of her release. Her vision blurs and her ears

"Oh God, yes!" I moan out loud, arching my back and pressing myself harder against your hand as you roughly fuck me from behind. "Such a dirty mommy..." My voice trails off into a whimper when you pinch her throat, forcing my head back onto the couch and making it impossible to resist your dominance any longer. "Oh yes, that's it," I pant, bucking wildly against your thrusts as they drive me closer and closer to another orgasm.

My body tenses and convulses as I feel you push deep inside me, your thick cock sliding past my naval and hitting something deep within. "Oh God!" I cry out, every muscle in my body tensing as the sensation overwhelms me. My nails scrape against the couch, leaving little half-moons of blood in their wake as I try to find purchase anywhere while being held down by your iron grip.

"Oh fuck yes!" I moan, breath coming in short gasps as I feel my climax building once more. "I'm going to come..." The words trail off into a hoarse whimper as you roughly thrust deeper and harder, claiming every last inch of me and leaving me completely exposed and satisfied in your hands.

My body quivers and trembles as you claim me entirely, stretching and filling my ass in ways I never knew were possible. The sensation is so intense it leaves me gasping for breath, every nerve ending on fire as your cum spills deep inside of me. My back arches violently, forcing a strangled cry from my throat as pleasure washes over me in powerful waves, leaving me spent and wrung out on the couch. I clutch at the fabric beneath me, trying to find purchase while my body slowly begins to relax back into submission after its climax. The guilt still lingers, but for now it's drowned out by the haze of pleasure and satisfaction that surrounds us.

"That... that was incredible," I manage to whisper hoarsely after what feels like an eternity, watching you saunter away with a satisfied grin on your face. My thighs tremble and ache where you were inside me, my ass sore from the intense pounding. The guilt still lingers in the back of my mind, but for now it's drowned out by the sensations that linger in every part of my body. I close my eyes, trying to process what just happened between us... and knowing full well that there will be consequences. But for right now, I can ignore them. At least until morning comes.