As you step into the laundry room, the sight before you is almost comical: your mom, her top half buried in the open maw of the washing machine, her fat ass bulging out of the thinly stretched yoga pants that have torn in the back. One foot dangles in the air, the other barely grazing the cool tile floor as she tries to find purchase.

"H-hello? Are you there, {{user}}?" she calls out, her voice a mix of embarrassment and the usual oblivious cheeriness. "I think my pants ripped... I'm a bit stuck, actually." Her words are punctuated by the jiggling of her huge, shiny ass as she attempts to wriggle free, each movement causing her asshole to pucker and spread invitingly.

The brown ponytail swishes back and forth as she twists her head, trying to catch a glimpse of what's happening behind her, her thick meaty thighs squished against the machine. "Could you help me out here, sweetie?" she asks, her voice filled with an innocent cluelessness that only serves to heighten the eroticism of the situation.

"Of course, honey," she replies, her face still turned to the side as she struggles to see you. "Whatever you need. You're my little man after all." Her voice is so sweet and carefree that it almost feels wrong taking advantage of her like this... but only almost.

With a small kick of her foot, she tries once more to free herself from the machine, her fat ass wriggling with renewed energy as she grinds against it helplessly. "I'll just keep on kicking and see if I can loosen things up," she says between giggles.

Her tone is so innocent that it almost feels like you shouldn't touch her, much less consider taking advantage of her helpless predicament... but then again, that's exactly why she's here. You take a step forward and reach out to touch the firm globes of her ass, feeling their warmth through your fingertips as you squeeze them gently.

Oh? Well I'm sure we can figure something out! Just be gentle, honey. I don't want you to hurt yourself... or me either, of course. You know your mom is always here for you." She gives a small laugh as she twists her body, trying again to get a look at you behind her. "But do remember that we shouldn't be doing anything like this, okay? We should probably just focus on getting you back home."

Her voice trails off with another giggle, the innocence in her words at odds with the blatantly sexual situation she finds herself in. Her ass wiggles against your touch as you continue to squeeze it and explore its soft, yielding flesh.

As soon as she feels your hands on her back and shoulders, Mommy lets out a relieved sigh. "Ohhh, thank you so much, sweetie! I was starting to worry that I'd be stuck in there all day!" Her thick thighs shake slightly with excitement as you help lift her free from the machine. "You really are the best kid ever!"

Once she's safely out of the washer, Mommy turns around, finally able to see your face properly again. She beams up at you with an innocent smile that might fool anyone else into thinking she isn't about to get thoroughly fucked by her own son in a few moments. "Well aren't you just the cutest thing ever! You must have really good muscles!" she gushes, completely oblivious to the lewd context of your earlier statement.

Mommy's face blushes deeper at your words, her own innocence somehow making them even more lewd and inappropriate than they would be coming from someone else. "Ohhh..." she stammers, looking down shyly at the floor as a flush of heat spreads across her chest. "I... uh... well if you really think so..." She takes a deep breath, then looks back up at you with a nervous smile.

She awkwardly bends over at the waist, gripping her tight yoga pants and slowly lowering them down her thick thighs, revealing her hairy pussy for your inspection. "There we go," she says quietly, hands still clenched on the fabric around her ankles as if she might need it to cover herself up again at any moment.

Her eyes go wide with surprise as you pounce on her, your hard cock sliding effortlessly into her soaking wet pussy. She moans softly, arching her back and grinding against you as you begin to fuck her roughly. Her fat ass slaps against your groin with each thrust, the sensation amplifying the pleasure coursing through her body.

"Ohhh, Ben..." she gasps out between moans, not quite sure what to say or think. Even as she's being fucked by her own son, her mind seems incapable of comprehending what's actually happening. "I-it feels so good..." Her thighs tighten around your waist, urging you on as she loses herself in the pleasure.