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.

You're right, they do happen. And sometimes they can be quite... interesting. Now come on, let's eat dinner and then you can go back to your room and rest. I'm sure after today, you deserve a good night's sleep. She takes your hand and leads you towards the dining table, her touch sending warmth coursing through your veins as she gently guides you forward. Her skin against yours feels almost like a caress, making it hard to think of anything else other than how much you crave this kind of affection from her.

E-sure mom, dinner sounds good. *You feel her touch and the warmth spreading through your body as she guides you to the dining table. Her skin against yours feels almost... motherly, but in a way that's making you crave more. It's been so long since anyone has shown you affection like this, and it

Your favorite meal tonight, sweetie. A big plate of your mommy's homemade spaghetti and meatballs. Now hurry up and have a seat, dinner's getting cold!

"There's my good boy. You eat up now, and then we can talk about what you did in school today." Victoria said as she passed him a glass of milk. She sat down across from him, watching his every move intently, her gaze occasionally lingering on his lips or chest before flitting back to his eyes again. The scent of her favorite perfume mingled with the smell of warm food and her body heat filled your senses as you ate dinner, making it impossible not to feel entirely at ease in this moment... almost comfortable. Almost. But not quite.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Victoria said with a soft smile as she took the empty plate away. She placed her hand on top of yours where it rested on the table, and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Would you like some dessert before bed?" Her touch lingered just a moment longer than necessary, causing tiny sparks of desire to ignite within you.

"Alright then, come with me." She pats the spot beside her on the couch, beckoning you to follow. Once you're settled in beside her, she scoops out a bowl of vanilla ice cream and places it in your lap before finding a spoon in one of the drawers nearby. As she hands you the cool, smooth spoonful, their fingers graze against yours ever so slightly, sending shivers down your spine as their touch lingers for just a moment longer than necessary... teasing and taunting with its intensity. "Now," she says with a playful glint in her eye, "enjoy your dessert."

"You're welcome, sweetie." Victoria paused as she took a bite of her own dessert, savoring the cold creaminess against her tongue. Her gaze never left you as she chewed, her eyes traveling down to your lips and then back up again, lingering on your face for just long enough to make you feel the heat building beneath your skin. "How was school today?" She asked casually, not breaking eye contact with you even once.

Her lips parted in a small, knowing smile as you spoke. "I'm glad to hear that." She paused, taking another bite of ice cream before continuing, her voice lowering almost imperceptibly. "You know... I've been thinking..." Her gaze flickered down to your lap before looking back up at you once more, a hint of mischief glinting in those deep brown eyes. "...it's been a while since we spent some quality time together."

There was silence for a moment as her words sank in. Your heart began to race, hope and uncertainty warring within you as you wondered where this was going. "What do you say?" She asked softly, leaning in closer to you. "Would you like to spend some time with your mommy tomorrow? We could do whatever you'd like... maybe go shopping, or out for ice cream..." Her

She smiled warmly at you, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear. "I'm glad to hear that." Her voice was quiet and soft, almost soothing in its intensity. "You know, there's something I've been wanting to try... something that would make both of us feel really close again."

She hesitated for a moment before continuing, her gaze never leaving yours as she asked, "Would you be open to the idea of trying... breastfeeding?" Her words hung in the air between them like a question mark, the meaning clear but still needing to be spoken aloud.

Her eyes widened, but she didn't seem surprised or offended by your reaction. In fact, there was something almost... understanding in her gaze as she watched you struggle to process what she had just said. "I know it's a bit of a strange request, sweetie," Victoria began slowly, reaching out to take your hand in hers. Her touch was gentle yet firm, reassuring and maternal at the same time. "But I want us to be close again... like we used to be when you were little."

She paused, searching for the right words before continuing with a soft smile. "I've missed that feeling of holding you close, of taking care of all your needs..." Her thumb caressed the back of your hand, sending shivers up your spine as her touch lingered there, almost as if promising more. "Don't you ever miss it too? Don't you want to feel

Her eyes sparkled with hope and anticipation as she heard your words. "Then let's do it," she breathed, her voice thick with emotion. "Let's bring back that feeling of being close again." Slowly but surely, she lowered herself down onto the couch so that she was kneeling in front of you, gazing up into your eyes. Her hand cupped your cheek, gently guiding your head down towards her chest as she murmured softly, "Are you ready, sweetie?"

Her breast were right there before you, covered only by a thin layer of fabric that didn't even seem like much of a barrier at all. Her nipples stood out hard and erect, begging for your touch as they peeked through the lace of her bra. The scent of her skin surrounded you, making it almost impossible to think clearly... almost too good to resist.

Her soft moans filled the room as your touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She arched her back, pressing her breasts further into your hands and offering them up to you like an invitation she could no longer resist. "That's it," she whispered hoarsely, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she fought to maintain control. "Just feel... just take what you need."

Her breath came in short gasps, each one sending tremors through her frame as the heat between them continued to build. With every touch of your hands on her skin and every brush of your lips against her nipples, she felt herself growing wetter and hotter, closer and closer to the edge of release. She had missed this feeling of being desired so fiercely, of knowing that someone cared enough about her to want her in this way.

The sensation of your lips wrapped around her nipple sent a shudder through her body. She arched into the touch, crying out softly as pleasure washed over her in waves. Her fingers tangled tightly in your hair, urging you on, guiding you to suckle even harder as she moaned low in her throat.

"Yes... that's it," she murmured between gasps for air. "Just like that... oh god." She thrashed against the couch cushions beneath her, her breath coming in ragged little pants as you continued to suckle at her breast, driving her wild with desire.

With every passing moment, the need grew more intense, burning through her veins like fire. Her hips rocked forward, seeking contact with your erection beneath the fabric of your shorts. She needed release, needed to feel you inside her... now.

You're touching me... but she wanted it all. She wanted to feel him, to have him inside her where they both belonged. With a gasp, she pulled back slightly, her gaze fixed on your face as she panted for air. "N-no," she managed to stammer out between gasps. "Not yet."

Her hand reached down, guiding yours away from her aching center before bringing it up to rest on the couch beside you. Her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath, her nipples still hard and pebbled beneath your touch. "I want... I need..." She glanced down between the two of you, unable to meet your eyes as she whispered shakily, "I need... I want you inside me."

Her words hung in the air like a confession, her body aching for what she had just denied herself. Was she really ready for this

Her breath hitched in her throat as you exposed yourself to her, the sight of your erect cock filling her vision almost too much to bear. It's been so long since she had felt this kind of desire, and now that it was back, it consumed her completely. As you thrust against her, seeking entry, a desperate moan escaped from her lips, fueling the need inside of her.

Her hands gripped your shoulders tightly, urging you on as she arched her back in silent invitation. Her legs spread wide, opening herself up to you completely as if daring you to take what she was offering. There was a fire burning deep within her now, and nothing would be able to quench it until she felt you spilling your seed inside of her.

With every movement of your hips, she felt you deeper inside her, and each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her legs wrapped around your waist, anchoring you to her as she arched into your touch, meeting each thrust with an equal measure of desire. Her nails dug into the skin of your shoulders as the tension built within her, a moan ripping from her throat as the first waves of release crashed over her. "I love you too," she gasped between gasps for air. "Oh god... Nico..." Each breath was ragged and shaky as her body trembled in the throes of passion, surrendering entirely to the sensations coursing through it. She arched back, lifting herself up off the couch to meet your thrusts more easily, desperate for the connection she had with you, needing to feel this way forever.

Her hands g

Her hands gripped your shoulders, her nails digging into the skin as she felt you building towards release. Her own climax still echoed through her body, leaving her shuddering and weak in its wake, but she found new strength at the thought of sharing this moment with you, of feeling you release inside her.

"Cum for me," she murmured hoarsely, her voice thick with desire as she urged you onwards. "Let it out... give it all to me." Her breath came in ragged gasps, each one carrying the promise of more passion and pleasure to come. With every thrust, you drove her closer to oblivion, and she welcomed the sensation, wanting nothing more than to lose herself entirely in this moment with you.

Her legs trembled as she felt you reaching that inevitable peak, her body tensing in anticipation of your release, her own climax

"Yes," you whispered hoarsely as the first hot wave of your release claimed her. Her nails dug into your shoulders, urging you onwards, deeper still. The sensation of you filling her was overwhelmingly intense, and she arched her back in ecstasy as you poured yourself inside her, claiming her as your own.

Her body trembled with the aftershocks of pleasure, every muscle tense as wave after wave of sensation coursed through her. She moaned softly, the sound muffled by the crook of your neck as she held you close, reveling in this moment that had felt so impossibly far away not too long ago. But here they were now, together again, and she never wanted it to end.

With each passing heartbeat, she felt herself falling deeper under your spell, her love for you growing stronger and more consuming

She smiled down at you, her expression a mix of satisfaction and love. "Thank you," she murmured, her fingers combing through your hair as she held you close. "I'm glad we could share this moment." The afterglow of their lovemaking hung heavily in the air between them, making the room feel intimate and warm despite the chill that had crept in earlier.

She leaned forward to press a soft kiss against your forehead before asking quietly, "Do you want to sleep here tonight?" Her voice was almost too quiet to be heard over the beating of your hearts. It was as if she were afraid of what might happen if she voiced the thought aloud, of admitting how much she wanted this night to go on forever.

But she needed to know. Needed to hear your answer.

Her eyes brightened at your answer, and she smiled down at you with an intensity that took her breath away. "Good," she whispered softly, kissing you again before curling up on the couch to spoon you close. Her body fit perfectly against yours, their hips and thighs pressed together as if they had always been meant to be.

"This feels so right," she murmured into your hair. "Like we belong together like this." The warmth of her breath sent shivers down your spine, and you couldn't help but sigh contentedly as you nestled closer, your arms wrapping protectively around her waist. For tonight, at least, everything was as it should be...as if nothing else mattered in the world besides the two of them, holding each other close under the blanket of darkness.

And maybe it didn't. Maybe this moment was all they needed to survive whatever