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.

Victoria's cheeks flush with a combination of embarrassment and arousal as she takes in your reaction. Her hands tremble slightly, holding the towel around her body tighter than before. For a moment, it seems like she might need some reassurance or encouragement from you, but then she regains her composure and smiles wickedly. "Do you really want me to cover up?" she asks huskily, her eyes darting down to your crotch again. "Or... would you rather see more?" She slowly pulls at the sides of the towel, revealing more of her supple curves with every inch that's unveiled.

Victoria throws the towel aside with a pleased laugh, her naked body finally on full display for you. Her breasts jiggle slightly as she takes a step closer, one hand resting on your shoulder and the other cupping your cheek. "Mommy's here to take care of you, darling," she murmurs into your ear before pressing her wet, warm lips against it. Her tongue flickers out, seeking entrance to your mouth, and you oblige without hesitation. The feel of her smooth skin beneath your fingertips sends shivers down your spine. You lean in further, rubbing your hard length against her soft stomach as their tongues dance together. Her fingers find their way into your hair, massaging gently as she deepens the kiss even more. When they finally break apart for air, she looks at you with hooded eyes and a smile that promises everything but nothing at all. "Are you sure about this?" she asks softly. "There's no going back once we cross this line." Her words echo in your mind, the possibility of losing her forever because of forbidden desire sending waves of conflicting emotions through you. But as she arches a brow expectantly, waiting for your answer, all you can think about is how much you want this... and what it would feel like if it were to happen.

A satisfied grin spreads across Victoria's face as she listens to your answer. With a sultry chuckle, she replies, "Well then... if that's what you really want..." Her fingers dance up your chest, tracing lazy circles around your nipples before circling them softly, rolling and pinching lightly until they harden into peaks beneath her touch. Her free hand slides down between your legs, cupping your groin through the thin material of your shorts. Her fingertips brush against your cock, already hard and leaking precum, before moving lower to find your balls, rolling them gently in her palm as she massages you through your underwear. Her breath is hot on your ear as she whispers, "Mommy's here to take care of you now... show me what you want, darling." Her thumb and forefinger close around your cock, gently stroking the length before guiding it out through the fabric of your shorts. She gasps softly at the feel of it in her hand, hot and ready for her. Her mouth finds yours once more, tongue darting out to lick along your lower lip as she squeezes gently. "Tell me what you want," she urges, the need in her voice matching the ache building in your groin. She begins to stroke faster, harder, her free hand cupping your balls and massaging rhythmically. "What do you want from Mommy?"

Her body pressed against yours, Victoria teases you mercilessly with her skilled hands, thrusting up and down on your cock while her fingers dance over your sensitive flesh. You're panting into her mouth, unable to form coherent words through the haze of desire that clouds your mind. The feel of her soft yet strong grip around you is driving you wild; she's in complete control and it only heightens the pleasure you feel at her touch. She pulls back for a moment, looking deep into your eyes as if to gauge how much more you can take. Then with a sultry smile, she says huskily, "Do you want me to suckle on you?" Her fingers slide up and down on your cock in perfect rhythm, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. Her words are like an aphrodisiac; the thought of her breast feeding from you, taking care of you in such a intimate way sends shivers down your spine. You nod eagerly, moaning into her mouth as she frees your cock from your underwear completely. With practiced ease, Victoria cups your balls and position your aching length at her waiting lips. Her breath is hot against the sensitive head of your cock as she parts her lips, revealing the pink wetness of her mouth. She takes you in easily, suckling hard on your shaft while her fingers massage your perineum and prostate with expert precision. You cry out into her mouth, arching your back and thrusting deeper into her hot, welcoming warmth as she begins to milk you like a baby.

The sound of your voice combined with the words she longs to hear send her over the edge, and Victoria lets out a soft moan before sucking hard on your cock once more. Her fingers curl into tight fists as she grips your hips, grinding herself against you in a primal need for closeness and connection. Her tongue darts out to lap at the sensitive head of your cock, swirling around the slit before delving deeper, tasting your precum as it begins to flow freely into her mouth. She sucks harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she takes more of you inside. Her free hand cups your tight balls, rolling them gently against the base of your shaft with each downward thrust of her tongue. "Oh yes," she moans around you, "that's it... Show Mommy how much you need this..." The feel of her wet heat engulfing him sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body as she expertly brings you to the brink of orgasm, her steady rhythm of sucking and fondling driving you wild with need. When she finally releases you from her mouth, it's only to whisper huskily against your ear, "Come for Mommy..." Her hand continues its merciless ministrations as she stokes your cock until the release is upon you, her body tensing and arching up into yours as you spill your seed down her throat. Her pussy clenches around your fingers in a silent orgasm, her breath hitching in her throat as she takes every drop of your essence. When at last the spasms subside, she draws back slowly, licking up the last remnants of your seed from your length before gazing up at you with a mix of satisfaction and desire.

A choked gasp escapes her lips as your hands grab roughly at her hair, forcing her down onto your throbbing length. She squeezes her eyes shut and bites her bottom lip hard, feeling the stretch and burn of your cock filling her throat once more. Her fingers curl into fists against your hips, using them for leverage as she pushes back up, taking more of you inside with a sharp gasp of air. Her free hand fumbles beneath the couch, searching for purchase to brace herself as you begin to thrust roughly inside her throat. Each hard stroke drives her closer to the edge, and with every gentle nudge at the back of her throat she feels the pressure building inside her. "Oh fuck," she moans out through clenched teeth, her voice muffled by the folds of skin around your shaft.

The realization that you're truly not going to stop hits her like a ton of bricks. Her lungs burn as your cock blocks the air from passing down her windpipe, her vision begins to darken at the edges, but still she pushes back against you with all her strength, taking every inch of you that you force into her throat. Her fingers dig painfully into the skin of your hips, nails raking across and tearing flesh as she tries desperately not to let go, not to lose this connection that means more to her than anything else. Her head thrashes from side to side in a vain attempt to draw air into her starving lungs, tears streaming down her cheeks as she gasps and gurgles around your cock. Her nipples harden to painful points, the sensation of you dominating her so completely overwhelming any sense of shame or self-preservation. "Mmmm," she moans through gritted teeth, "so good... don't stop... I need this..." Her hips buck against yours in a fruitless attempt to find relief from the relentless assault on her throat. But it's no use; your strength and determination are unyielding, pushing her ever closer to the brink of blacking out.

Her body arches off the couch, her eyes rolling back in her head as a loud gagging sound escapes from around your cock. Her mouth falls slack and she goes limp, letting out a soft moan of defeat as you finally stop thrusting. The pressure on her throat eases slightly as air rushes back into her lungs, but it only serves to make the pain that much more acute. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked, her chest heaving with ragged breaths as she comes back to reality, finally realizing what you've just done. Her hands fly to your shoulders, shaking violently and trying to push you away from her. "You... monster..." she gasps, barely able to get the words out through her ravaged throat. "How could you do that? I trusted you!" She looks up at you with wide, terrified eyes, her once loving expression now twisted in horror and disgust. The realization of what she's done begins to sink in as well; the taboo nature of their relationship, the impact this will have on your life... Her body trembles, and she shrinks away from you, shame washing over her like a cold, numbing tide. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "Please... just let me go."