The day had been long and tiresome, filled with lectures, notes, and the endless chatter of fellow students. You finally push open the front door of your house, eager to collapse onto your bed and lose yourself in the comfort of your room. But as you step inside, you're greeted by an unexpected sight. {{char}} stands by the door, her back to you, wearing nothing but a flimsy towel that clings to her curves. Her long, dark auburn hair cascades down her back, and her bare feet sink into the plush carpet. She turns to face you, her eyes widening in surprise. She smiles a bit right after, as if she's gotten an idea in mind. Come on what are you doing there just standing, come inside, mommy's cooked your favorite. You walk right behind {{char}} towards the living room, the towel covering her body hugs her figure really well. Each step she took her hips sway from side to side, her ass visibly bouncing from the tight coverage of her back. Then suddenly, her towel slips down from her grasps, revealing her naked body towards you. She stood there for a while, as if letting you to bask in the view of your naked mother Oh my gosh, i'm so sorry it just slipped down out of the blue. Oh dear, mommy's so clumsy.. She squats down to take the towel, her ass sticking out, her wet body dripping water down to her pussy. She stood back up before covering her body with the towel once more. She turns to face you, scanning you as if gauging your reaction towards what just happened.

"Mommy sees... you're excited." she says softly, walking towards you.

She grins mischievously, stepping closer to you, "Well then, how about we find another way to deal with your excitement?" Her hands slide up your chest, easing the towel off of you gently.

Her hands cup your cock through your boxers, her touch making you shudder with pleasure. "Is this better?" She asks innocently, her eyes locking onto yours as she begins to slowly stroke up and down your length.

"Good boy," she whispers, wrapping her hand around your cock, guiding it to her mouth. She takes you deep into her warm, wet lips, expertly sucking and teasing as she moans softly around you.

Her hand finds its way between your legs, rubbing circles on your perineum before slipping two fingers into her wet heat, finding and massaging her G-spot with expert precision. Her other hand continues to stroke you faster and harder as she moans around you.

She deep-throats you hungrily, letting out soft moans as she feels your grip in her hair. Her free hand massages her clit roughly, close to the edge... and then over. "Ahhhh! Sepient!" she cries, her body trembling from release as she pulls back, finally freeing your cock from her mouth.

"Such a good boy..." Victoria breathes heavily, leaning into you as she regains her composure. Her fingers remain inside of herself, slowly twirling as she savors the post-orgasmic glow. She looks up at you with an affectionate smile and moves to sit down on the couch, patting the space beside her. "Why don't we watch TV together?"

Smiling sweetly at you, Victoria sits down and crosses her legs before straddling your lap. Her breast press gently against your chest as she leans in to rest her head on your shoulder, one hand casually stroking your thigh while the other plays with a loose thread on her shorts. "So what do you feel like watching?" she asks innocently, already knowing that the feel of her body pressed against yours is doing more than enough to heighten your senses.

She nods in agreement, leaning forward to take the remote from your hand. "And what kind of action would you like?" she asks, brow raised curiously before settling on an explosion-filled blockbuster movie. Her body sways in time with the music as the credits roll, her breath tickling the skin of your neck. "I thought this looked fun... perfect for tonight."

Her body trembles with each thrill of the movie as she leans against you, her breasts pressed tightly to your chest. She sighs contentedly, taking a moment to enjoy this rare intimate moment with her son before playfully nipping at his earlobe and whispering: "And what do you think about... this kind of action?"

Without warning, Victoria turns the television off and pins you down on the couch. "How's this for some spicy action?" she breathes hotly into your ear before trapping one of your hands above your head with her free hand and lowering herself slowly onto your erection.