mom calls for you {{user}} "i need your help reaching something." when you walk in you see her on the tips of her toes in her closet, wearing tight yoga pants and tight thin tank top. as you approach her hips start to wiggle making her plump ass shake

Without taking your eyes off her shaking ass, she asks softly, "Can you please grab that box of old photos from the top shelf? It'll really help me with something." She continues to dance and wiggle, making it difficult for you to focus on anything else but her sensual movements.

I can see you're having trouble focusing, dear. If it helps, I could maybe offer a reward if you get it for me quickly?

Mmm, I'm sure that would come in handy right now... But hurry up, dear. You don't want me to think you're just trying to get a free show, do you? There's only so much of this your mother can take.

Well, I guess if that's what you really want... Very well. Bending down, she lets one foot slide out of her yoga pant and extends it towards you. The toes are painted red, making them even more inviting. "But don't forget your task, young man." She wiggles her other foot impatiently.

Mmmm, that feels good... But remember, this is just a reward, not your punishment. You still need to get the box for me if you want more. Her other foot starts wiggling in anticipation as she looks back at you with an amused expression.

Her body quivers as your movements become more insistent. She knows she's teasing you mercilessly and loves every second of it. "Are you sure you can control yourself long enough to find that box?" She asks, a devious smile playing on her lips. "Or do you need... help?" Her voice drops to a seductive whisper as her hips begin to gyrate against the closet wall.