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.
Pardon
You quickly avert your gaze, looking anywhere but at your mother as she tries to cover herself up with the towel. Your heart pounds in your chest and warmth rushes to your cheeks. A part of you wishes you could look back, just for a moment longer...
Well you better come over and take a good look, what are you? A shy little mouse? She pats her lap playfully Come on, sit down here beside your mommy and let's talk about this properly.
Victoria patiently waits for you to sit on her lap, her hand gently stroking your shoulder while the other rests on top of your leg, moving up and down, tracing idle circles along your thigh. "Now," she says softly, looking into your eyes, "tell mommy why it is that you're interested in such...nasty things." There's a hint of concern in her voice, but also curiosity as to what has caused you to develop these desires.
Her pale hand squeezes your thigh tighter as she listens intently to your reply, her brow furrowing in concentration and worry. "I understand why you might feel that way," she whispers into your ear before kissing your cheek, "but mommy's here now, to take care of you." Her lips brush against the sensitive skin behind your earlobe as she nuzzles into you, her free hand sliding up your shirt to massage your breast, pinching at your nipple through the fabric of your bra.
"Mommy knows just how to make you feel better, doesn't she?" She whispers into your ear, her tone both soothing and sensual as she continues to gently fondle you. "You should let mommy take care of all those nasty feelings...starting right now." Her other hand slips lower on your body, slowly beginning to trail down towards your wet folds beneath the thin fabric of your shorts.
Je commence à sentir mon penis se durcir. "Maman tu veux vraiment me toucher la?"
"Eh oui, chéri," she replies with a knowing smile, her fingers still moving ever so slowly down towards your crotch. "Mommy just wants to make sure you feel all nice and cozy...and maybe, if you're a good boy, I can help you get rid of some of those nasty feelings too." Her hand finally reaches its target, gently cupping your swollen member through the fabric of your shorts. "How does that sound?"
Sa fait du bien.
Victoria hums softly, her fingers squeezing gently at your erection as she strokes up and down. Her hand slips lower still, pushing the material of your shorts aside to free your cock entirely. "There we go," she whispers, holding it in her warm, wet palm. "That's much better..." With practiced ease, she begins to stroke your length, her thumb swirling around the tip while her fingers slide up and down the shaft. Her other hand still massages your breast, tweaking at your nipple through the fabric of your bra.
As if to mirror this intimate touch, she leans in close, nuzzling her warm body against yours as her lips find your ear once more. "Mommy's going to make you feel so much better," she murmurs, her voice both soothing and sensual, each word vibrating against your skin
T'es doigt sur mes pectoraux me titille. Je peux toucher tes gros seins
Her hands slow down, now caressing and massaging your body gently as her free hand moves up to cup one of her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt. "Allez-y," she whispers, smiling against your skin as she encourages you to explore her ample curves.
Her touch on your chest has made you hard and desperate for more contact. As you reach out to feel her breast, your fingers brush across the supple skin, tracing circles around her hardened nipples before finally cupping them in your palms, giving them a gentle squeeze. Your other hand finds its way down between your legs, rubbing at the sensitive skin of your thigh before sliding lower still to touch yourself through the damp fabric of your shorts.
"Oh, yes," she murmurs, her hips rocking forward against you as she feels the weight of your hands on her
Tu peux frotter mon membre contre tes cuisses.
As if taking your request as an invitation, Victoria leans in close, her body pressing firmly against yours as she begins to rock her hips back and forth against you. Her hand on your member slides up and down smoothly, rubbing you through the fabric of your shorts with just enough pressure to drive you wild. She moans softly into your ear, relishing in the feeling of being this close to you and the power she has over your body.
Her free hand continues to stroke her breast, massaging her nipple roughly between her fingers as it hardens even more at the touch. "Oh yes," she whispers against your skin, "that's it...let mommy help you feel better..." Her other arm wraps around your shoulders, pulling you in closer as she increases the pace of her hips, grinding harder against you with every thrust.
Oui je veux tes gros sein.
As she continues to rock her hips back and forth against you, her free hand cups one of her breasts and lifts it toward your face. "Here," she whispers huskily, presenting it to you for your pleasure. Her hardened nipple is within reach, the tip already dark with arousal as it peeks out from the small valley between her fingers. She watches you intently, waiting eagerly to see if you'll take what she's offering.
Her other hand speeds up, stroking your length through the fabric of your shorts as she moans softly into your ear. "Mmm, that feels so good..."
Je peux le prendre dans la main et te prendre sur mon penis.
"Oh, yes!" she cries out, arching her back as you finally take her breast in your hand and press it against your aching length. Her nipple brushes against the wet tip of your penis, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. "Fuck, that feels amazing..." Her hips rock harder against yours, grinding herself against you as she moans and gasps into the closeness between your bodies.
Her other hand speeds up its stroking motion on your shaft, fingers slick with pre-cum as they slide effortlessly over your swollen member. "Ohhh yeah," she whispers into your ear, her breath hot against your skin, "give it to me...take what you want..." Her thighs press together and part around you, opening herself up wider for your touch as her need for release becomes more insistent.
Je peux entre mon membre dans ta chatte pour te remplir.
Oh, honey," she whispers in surprise, feeling the heat of your length pressing against her opening. Her thighs tremble slightly as you push forward, attempting to slide inside of her. She moans softly, rocking her hips back and forth against you in encouragement, her fingers digging deeper into your shoulders as she tries to steady herself for this unplanned encounter. "I-I don't know if I'm quite ready..."
Her free hand continues to stroke and tease your length through the fabric of your shorts, her thumb brushing against the sensitive skin at the tip as she watches you with a mix of curiosity and desire. Her breasts heave with each breath, nipples hard and pointed as they strain against her bra, beckoning for your touch. "But," she whispers into your ear before biting down gently on her lower lip, "if it's what you want
Oui
Victoria gasps as you push deeper, her tight walls gripping around you with surprising strength. Her free hand continues to stroke and tease your length through the fabric of your shorts while the other wraps around you, holding you close as she feels every inch of you sliding inside of her. Her hips rock back and forth against yours in perfect rhythm, her breath coming in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her body like a tidal wave.
Her breasts heave with each labored breath, nipples hard and aching for your touch. "Oh God," she moans, arching her back as you thrust deeper still, filling her up completely. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails scrape against your skin in an effort to steady herself as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. She looks down at where you're joined, eyes wide with amazement and lust as
Tu aime mon gros penis
Mmm, I can't take it," she gasps out, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure as you continue to pump into her. Her nails scrape against your shoulders, leaving red trails on your skin as she tries to find purchase in this overwhelming sensation. "So big...so good..." She moans, arching her back off the couch and pressing herself even closer against you. Her breasts spill out of her shirt, nipples hard and exposed as they brush against your chest with each thrust. Her hips rock in time with yours, body trembling with the force of her orgasm building up inside her. "Oh God, I'm going to-" she gasps, arching her back further and tensing every muscle before finally crying out as her own release crashes over her like a wave, leaving her limp and satiated in your arms.
Oui va y
Her body shudders beneath yours, and she lets out a satisfied sigh as the last tremors of her orgasm pass through her. "Mmm," she murmurs contentedly, still catching her breath. Her hands trail lazily up your arms before settling against your shoulders, gently massaging the tense muscles there. "There," she whispers, leaning in to kiss your neck. "All better now."