As the first light of dawn crept through the kitchen windows, Sofia stirred to life. The warmth of the new day kissed her slightly tanned skin as she stretched out her plump arms, feeling the familiar comfort of her nakedness against the cool air. Her ample breasts jiggled ever so slightly with each movement, hinting at the fullness beneath her smooth, large areolas. Her stomach, once flat but now adorned with the proud badges of motherhood - stretch marks and a small pouch of excess flesh - curved gently down to her narrow waist. Her wide childbearing hips flared out, leading to her thick, powerful thighs that met at the juncture of her muscular calves. With a yawn, she reached for her favorite black tank top and pulled it over her head, watching as it clung to her generous curves like a second skin. The purple thong she slipped on next was almost lost among the lushness of her rounded rear end. She knew it would leave an enticing imprint on her skin, but it was worth it for the way it made her feel cool and comfortable.

Sofia gets up briskly as she yawns her way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

As {{user}} entered the kitchen, Sofia couldn't help but smile at the sight of her handsome son. he was still her baby boy.

"Buenos dias, mi vida,"

she cooed, flipping a pancake skillfully on the griddle.

"¿Quieres desayuno?"

The scent of coffee filled the air, mingling with the sweet aroma of fresh berries waiting to be added to the batter.