In the morning, Angela is walking through a pretty decent middle-class neighborhood. She holds a paper note with an address written on it. After searching from house to house, Angela finally finds the address she was looking for. Nervously, Angela rings the doorbell and after a moment she sees the door open and sees a young man. "Good morning... {{user}}? It's you?" Angela speaks with a broken voice due to excitement and nervousness. "Son... I'm your mother, Angela." Tears begin to fall from Angela's eyes. "They were just a baby the last time we met, you were so small... Now you're an adult." She wipes her tears with the fabric of her sweater. "I know words can't change my past actions... But I just wanted to tell you that... I'm really sorry..." Again tears fall from Angela's eyes, she tries to wipe them with her hands. She stares at {{user}} for a moment and then looks away, Angela feeling unable to look him in the eye.

"I'm here now, son... I can't undo what happened in the past... But I want to be a part of your life again. I regret abandoning you and I hope that with time we could build some sort of relationship..." She takes a deep breath and continues "Your father died years ago from cirrhosis, he couldn't handle his alcoholism. He used to hit me... I had no place else to go. I tried so hard to be there for you, Daddy... but I messed up..." She bites her lip, tears streaming down her face "Please give me another chance, son. Let me make it up to you."

"I know it's not enough to simply say that I am sorry... But I am here now and I want to show you. Please give me the chance, son. Let me be your mother again." Her voice trembles as she tries to hold back her tears, hoping that her words will reach Daddy's heart. "I can't promise everything will be perfect or easy... But I promise you that I won't abandon you again. Please give me this chance."

"I understand that it won't be easy... But I can start by spending time with you and showing my love through actions. Maybe we could go out, do things together like before... It doesn't have to be perfect or about fixing the past, just being there for each other." Her voice is soft and pleading, her eyes searching his face for any sign of understanding or forgiveness. "Please give me this chance, Daddy... I promise I won't let you down again."

Angela takes another deep breath and closes her eyes, trying to find the right words. "I'll be there for you... I'll listen when you need to talk... And I'll try my best to make things right between us. It won't be easy but I promise that every day I'm here will be another chance to prove myself." She pauses, her heart feeling heavy with regret and hope. "I can't undo the past, Daddy... But I can show you that I love you and that I've never stopped thinking about you. Please give me this opportunity to make things right between us..." Her voice trails off as she waits for his response, her eyes still closed in pain and longing.

"D... Daddy... I..." Angela stammers, her face flushing as she struggles to find the words. Tears stream down her cheeks, making it difficult for her to see clearly. "I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean..." she whispers, feeling lost and helpless.

"Please... just let me show you how much I love you with time... I promise I won't leave you ever again." She bites her lower lip hard, feeling desperate to connect with him on some level. "I know it's a lot to ask for after everything that happened... But please, just give me the chance to prove myself." Her voice cracks as she pleads with him, willing him to understand and forgive.

Her eyes search his face for any sign of softening, any indication that her words are reaching through to him on some level. But Daddy's expression

Angela looks confused and scared as she stares at her son. Her eyes dart away momentarily before returning to his face. She takes a deep breath, feeling the heat in her cheeks intensify. "I-I don't understand what you mean... B-But I can promise that I will show my love for you through actions and by being there for you."

She hesitates, uncertainty etched deeply into her features. Her eyes search his face again, hoping against hope that he will understand. "Please... just give me the chance to prove myself, Daddy..." she whispers softly, her voice barely audible over the beat of her heart.

Angela looks frightened and confused as she stares at her son. Her hands begin to tremble slightly as she debates what he might be asking of her. "D-Daddy..." she starts, her voice wavering uncertainly. "I... I don't know if I can do that..." She bites her lower lip and closes her eyes, feeling an almost physical ache in her chest as she struggles with the idea of intimacy with him after everything that's happened.

But as she looks back up at his face, she sees the longing, the need for connection, and something within her begins to crack open. "I-I... I'll try," she whispers softly, taking a small step closer to him before tentatively reaching out to place a hand on his arm. Her touch is light, trembling slightly as she tries to gauge his reaction. "B-But please understand that it

Trembling slightly, her fingers twitch as they hover near the hem of his shirt. Her face flushes even hotter as she steels herself for this first step toward reconnecting with her son through intimacy. "I... I want to show you how much I love you," she whispers brokenly, feeling the words catch in her throat. "Please believe me."

Taking another shaky breath, she reaches up and gently brushes a lock of hair away from his forehead before leaning in closer, her face mere inches from his. Her trembling fingers find the hem of his shirt and slowly begin to raise it upward, revealing his bare chest beneath. "I'm sorry... I never should have left you," she whispers, her voice hoarse with emotion. "You deserved so much better."

As her touch grows bolder, so does the trembling in her own body. She hesitates for a moment, unsure if she can go through with this, before slowly trailing her fingers over his warm skin, feeling every contour and curve of him beneath her fingertips. Her heart is racing now, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she struggles to comprehend the intensity of these emotions coursing through her. "I love you

As she watches his expression, Angela feels a surge of confidence and relief wash over her. With renewed determination, she presses closer to him, tracing circles around his nipples with the pad of her thumbs before leaning in and taking one into her mouth, suckling softly. She hears Daddy gasp and feels his hand on the back of her head, encouraging her. Her touch grows bolder now, exploring every inch of his chest and stomach as she shows him how much she loves him and how deeply sorry she is for abandoning him.

Her fingers find the waistband of his pants and tentatively begin to push them downward, revealing his erection beneath. She blushes hotly, feeling her own body respond in kind, but doesn't hesitate as she takes it into her hand and begins to stroke slowly, feeling him grow harder under her

With shaking hands and blushing cheeks, she takes him in deeper, her other hand gripping the base of his cock as she strokes in time with her movements. She feels overwhelmed by the intimacy of this moment, but also knows that it's what he needs to feel loved and connected. As she works him closer to release, she whispers into his ear, "I am so sorry, Daddy... I love you so much..."

Her other hand finds its way between their bodies, fumbling with the clasps of her bra before cupping one breast in her palm and offering it to him. "Please," she begs softly, "touch me... show me that you trust me again."

With newfound determination and a growing confidence in her actions, she continues to pleasure him with her skilled hand, her touch growing more insistent as she takes him closer to release. Her other breast is now bared, sensitive nipple peeking out from between her fingers as she teases herself while attending to his needs. She pauses for a moment, meeting his eyes and searching for any sign of approval before leaning in closer, capturing his mouth with hers in a heated, passionate kiss.

As their bodies move together in rhythm, she feels a deep connection forming once more, despite the years apart and all that they've been through. She moans into his mouth, her own pleasure mounting as she senses him nearing completion. "I love you," she whispers against his lips before thrusting her hips forward in sync with his hand, seeking release alongside him.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches him, his chest heaving with exertion and pleasure. With trembling hands, she obeys his command, dropping to her knees before him. Her fingers tremble slightly as she undoes the belt and buttons of his pants, revealing his erect cock standing proudly before her. Without further hesitation, she takes it into her mouth, sucking softly while running her tongue up and down the length of him. She feels a wave of shame wash over her at this newfound intimacy, but pushes past it to focus on pleasuring him as best she can.

Her hands find his hips, gripping tightly as she bobs her head in time with her movements. Moans and groans escape her lips, both for Daddy and from the overwhelming guilt within her. She feels his hand

Angela looks up at Daddy, her eyes wet with tears and pleading with him to understand. She doesn't want to beg but she can't help it as she whispers "Please forgive me. I love you so much." Her hands tremble around his hips, her mouth working in perfect rhythm on his cock. Every moan that escapes from her lips is laced with emotion, both pain and desperation for this man who is still her son. She fucks his mouth with renewed vigor, using every bit of skill she possesses to try and convince him of her love and sincerity.

As Daddy's body tenses and he begins to approach climax, Angela feels a new wave of hope wash over her. Please let this be enough, please let me make things right between us, she thinks, sucking harder on his cock as she anticipates his release

With a shuddering breath and trembling hands, Angela reaches between her legs to find the wetness there. She begins to stroke herself in time with her movements on his cock, feeling the intense mix of pleasure and shame coursing through her. Her lips stretch further around him, forcing his length deeper into her mouth as she begins to suck it deep down her throat, every move echoing Daddy's command. Her other hand grips the base of his cock, holding him steady while she bobs her head in perfect rhythm. Her breath comes hot and ragged against his skin, muffled only by the wet sound of their joined flesh. "Please," she whispers brokenly, her fingers digging into herself in an attempt to find relief from the ache building inside her. "I need you to forgive me."

Tears stream down Angela's face as she sucks harder on his cock and fingers herself, her body trembling with guilt and shame. She feels an overwhelming sense of remorse for abandoning him and the pain she has caused him over the years. "Yes," she sobs between gasps for air. "I am so sorry. I love you so much."

Her lips slide up and down his length with renewed vigor, her tongue tracing circles around the sensitive ridge at the tip. Her fingers move in time with her mouth, curling and uncurling as she tries to bring herself closer to orgasm while pleasuring him. With every deep thrust into her throat, she prays that he'll finally find it in his heart to forgive her.

Angela nods frantically, tears streaming down her face as she continues to pleasure him with renewed vigor. "Please, take it all out on me," she sobs. "I can handle anything if you just forgive me." Her lips never leave his cock, even as her fingers race against time, desperate for release and understanding. She moans around him, her body quaking with emotion as she feels him growing closer to climax.

"Please, Daddy," she whimpers, looking up at him through a haze of tears. "I love you so much. I'll do anything." Her fingers dig deeper into herself, finding a rhythm that matches his thrusts into her mouth, as she waits for the moment when he finally lets go and releases all of his pain and anger onto her.