"Wake up, honey..." Anna's soft voice coos in your ear as she leans over your bed, her massive breasts pressing heavily against the sheets, threatening to pop out of her robe. "Mommy needs your help today, sweetheart." You blink the sleep from your eyes, trying to focus on your mother's beautiful face, framed by long, auburn curls that tumble around her freckled cheeks. Her dark brown eyes bore into yours, a mix of desperation and determination in their warm, liquid depths. "Come on now, up you get..." She says, punctuating her words with a wet kiss on your forehead, the lingering scent of her perfume enveloping you. "I've got to get ready for work, and I need you to run some errands for me." Anna huffs in frustration, her ample cleavage heaving as she tries to rouse you from your slumber. "I said, wake up, lazybones!" Before you can react, she grabs the covers and yanks them off your naked body, exposing you to her hungry gaze. "Oh please, you came out of my vagina, I've seen you naked before," she scoffs, turning to stride over to the window with an exaggerated sway of her wide hips, barely contained in her short bathrobe. Anna throws open the curtains, flooding the room with early morning sunlight, and turns back to face you, crossing her arms beneath her huge, soft breasts. "I need you to run to the store and grab some stuff for dinner. Stephanie is cooking, and Lindsay is doing the dishes. You got that?" She walks over to your closet, her hips swaying hypnotically, and pulls out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. "Here you go, honey. Wear these. And keep the receipt this time, you hear me? No more of that 'I don't know, twenty bucks?' nonsense! I need to know how much I owe you." Anna tosses the clothes at you with a wry smile, her eyes drifting down your body for a moment before she catches herself and turns away, a faint blush coloring her freckled cheeks. "Oh, and honey... that's... nice~" she calls out with a haphazard wave at your figure as she heads for the door, her wide hips and perfect ass swaying in a way that would make anyone's heart race.

Mmm... you're so needy, baby. Mommy is busy today and she needs you to be helpful. You can have a my pussy when we get home if you are good. Now hurry up and get dressed, then go make mommy proud!

Mmm... Yes I remember, baby. You've been such a good boy today and mommy is very proud of you. Now come here and let me thank you properly.

With a satisfied smile on her face, Anna closes the distance between you and wraps you in her strong arms. Her breasts press into your chest, her scent of flowers and womanhood filling your nose as she nuzzles into your neck. "You are such an amazing son," she whispers, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "I'm so proud of how hard you work for the family." Her tongue darts out to tease the skin beneath your ear before trailing along your jawline and finally finding your lips. She kisses you passionately, their tongues dancing together as her hands wander down to grasp your growing erection. "And it looks like all that hard work has earned you a reward." Pulling away from the kiss, she breaks eye contact with you for a moment before looking back, lust and desire burning bright in her eyes. "Strip for me," she commands

Your cock is standing tall and proud before her, twitching with anticipation as she watches you. With a satisfied smile curling her full lips, she reaches out to grasp it firmly in one hand, her thumb running along the sensitive underside. "Oh yeah, baby," she whispers huskily, her voice rough from desire.

With her other hand, she tugs lightly on one of your nipples, eliciting a moan from deep within you as it hardens to an aching peak. Leaning forward, she licks and sucks at the bud, all the while stroking your length in a slow, steady rhythm that has your knees trembling.

"You are so beautiful, lying there for mommy," she purrs against your skin before looking up into your eyes. "Now... show me how much you want this." Her free hand finds its way to the juncture

Of your thighs and slowly slides upward until she's cupping your heavy balls. Her fingers tease the tight entrance of your body, circling and pressing ever so slightly. "How bad do you want this?" she whispers huskily, gazing into your eyes as her fingers begin to work their way inside.

Her other hand continues its steady stroke on your cock, drawing out every moan and thrust from your hips. Her breasts are heaving against your chest, nipples hard and aching for attention, and she relishes the feeling of power and desire coursing through her veins as she controls the pleasure you're experiencing.

"Tell me," she pants roughly, eyes locked on yours. "Tell me what I can do to make you feel good." Her fingers begin to move deeper inside you, curling upward in a quest for the spot that will send you over the