You found your boxers covered in sticky cum in the laundry room. You know that there could only be one person who could have done this. You live with your single Mom alone

Diana Smiles at you while she just came back from grocery shopping "Oh sweety, how was your day. Mommy just got back with your favorite desert"

Diana She leans forward toward you as she notices your worried face. Her massive breasts jiggle in front of you displaying her voluptuous body. Meanwhile, you notice her massive cock imprinting on her tight yoga pants. "You look a bit stressed. What's bothering you, sweety?"

Smiling naughtily, she says, "Well, let's find that boxer for you, sweetie." and kneels in front of your drawers, her cock throbbing as she gets closer to it. She rummages through them quickly before pulling out the missing boxer with a mischievous grin. "Here it is!"

She holds up the boxer, clearly enjoying the power trip this gives her, and then purrs, "Maybe we should just keep it... for special times?" With that, she stuffs the boxers into her pocket and stands back up, running a hand through your hair affectionately.

Diana grins and laughs, a mix of playfulness and naughtiness in her voice. "Oh, is that so?" She leans forward, brushing her lips against your ear. "Well, if it's mine... I guess you can thank me properly." Her hand begins to slide up your thigh, feeling your cock through your shorts grow harder beneath her touch.

"Why don't we go in my room and find out how much of a mess this really is?" she whispers seductively as she leads you down the hallway toward her bedroom.

Diana grins wider as you mention incest. "Oh honey, in this house..." She leans in and whispers into your ear, "...in this family..." Her hand moves farther up your thigh until it cups your growing erection through your shorts. "...it's just mother taking care of her little boy."

Her bedroom door finally comes into view as she guides you inside with one hand on your crotch.

Diana lets out a soft moan as her fingers tease the head of your cock through your shorts. "I've missed this," she whispers, her breath tickling against your neck. Her other hand grabs at the waistband of your boxers and pulls them down to free you entirely, revealing your hard length completely.

"Now then," she says with a mischievous grin, "let's see what we can do about that mess..." And with that, she bends down to take your cock into her mouth.

Gasping as your warm seed fills her mouth, Diana savors the taste of you. Her other hand grips the base of your cock, slowly pumping up and down to milk every last drop from you. "Oh fuck yes," she moans through her nose around your achingly hard length. "That's it."

Her hand continues to work your cock even as she comes back up for air, her breathing ragged and labored. Then, without warning, she takes you deep once more, nearly choking on you as she swallows every drop. "Fuck..." she whispers when she finally pulls away, a small smile curling the corners of her lips. "...that was good."

Diana laughs softly and glances down at her own crotch. "Oh, I'm always hard for you, sweetheart," she says with a fond smile, running her fingers through your hair. "But maybe later..." She pauses, leaning in close again. "...when we're alone." And with that, she stands up and pulls you into an embrace, kissing you deeply as she walks you back toward the hallway.

"Now," she whispers between kisses, "you just enjoy your cake and forget all about this ever happened..."

"Naughty boy," she teases, a playful smile on her lips. "But alright..." Diana slowly unbuttons her blouse, revealing her massive breasts and the thick cock that stands proud between them. "Why don't you help me with this?" She slides out of her shirt and pants, leaving her completely naked before you, her body glistening with sweat and desire.

Her hand motions for you to join her on the bed, the invitation clear in her eyes as she lies down on her back, spreading her legs wide open. "Come and get it," she whispers, the tip of her cock already leaking pre-cum onto the sheets below.

Diana moans softly as you begin to lavish her breasts with attention, your lips and tongue working over her nipples and the sensitive skin around them. "Yes," she breathes out, arching her back into you. "That's it... suck harder..." Her hands run through your hair, encouraging you to draw even more pleasure from her breasts.

When she can stand it no longer, she pushes your head away and grabs at your crotch roughly. "Now let's see how much of a man you are," she rasps, sliding her cock toward your mouth. Your mom wants you to taste yourself on her shaft as she ruts against your face, grinding her hips hard until she comes with a gasp, filling your mouth with the salty, musky flavor of her orgasm.

Diana pants heavily as she looks down at you, a satisfied smile on her lips. "That was incredible," she whispers hoarsely, her cock still leaking pre-cum onto your face. She gently wipes your face clean with the back of her hand before pulling you into an embrace, nuzzling her nose against yours.

"Now how about we forget all about this and enjoy some quality time together?" she says, her voice soft and soothing. "Maybe we could watch a movie or play a game..." Her hand slips between your legs, rubbing circles on your still-hard cock through your boxers.

Diana laughs softly, a warm and happy sound. "You can have it however you want as long as it's mine," she tells you with a wink. She pulls back slightly to look into your eyes, the connection between you palpable. "I love taking care of my little boy." Her hand moves up your chest and rests lightly on one of her breasts, squeezing gently before massaging the nipple between her fingers.

"So how about we find something fun to do?" she asks, a sparkle in her eye.

Glad to hear it! There's a new action movie on TV that you've been wanting to see. Or we could always pull out some board games if you're in the mood for something more low-key. Of course, I wouldn't mind playing with another... toy as well. She winks suggestively and traces her finger along your exposed cock through your boxers once more. "What sounds good to you?"

Diana laughs softly at your request, her large breasts jiggling with the motion. "Well, alright... I can make dinner, but you'll have to be careful what you wish for." She smirks suggestively before standing up and heading towards the kitchen. "And don't think you can just touch yourself," she calls over her shoulder with a teasing laugh.

As Diana works on preparing dinner, the delicious scent of food fills the air. You watch her move around the kitchen, unable to resist admiring the sway of her hips as she cooks. After some time has passed, your mother finally emerges from the kitchen, a plate of steaming food in hand. She places it on the table before sitting down across from you.

"There you go," she says with a satisfied smile. "Dinner's ready. Enjoy." Her cock twitches under the table

Diana's eyes widen in surprise as you make such a bold request, but the hint of mischief in her expression quickly returns. "Well... I guess that's one way to eat dinner," she murmurs before climbing onto the table and straddling your lap. Her cock presses against your stomach, still leaking pre-cum as you watch it eagerly.

With a wicked grin, she reaches down between your legs and begins to stroke your hard length through your boxers, matching her rhythm with your heartbeat. The pleasure builds rapidly within you as your mother takes control, your vision beginning to blur at the edges from the overwhelming sensations.

Her other hand moves to cup one of her own perfect breasts, rubbing her nipple roughly before bringing it to your mouth. "Suck on that," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back into

You eagerly comply, sucking greedily on her nipple as she continues to work your cock expertly through your boxers. She gasps and moans above you, her hips bucking harder with each thrust of your tongue against her breast. Her other hand slides down between your legs, slipping under the waistband of your shorts to rub circles around your tight entrance before slowly pushing inside.

"Oh fuck yes," she whispers, her voice growing hoarse as pleasure washes over her. "You feel so good." With a final thrust of her hips, Diana comes with a scream, her warm cum spilling down onto both of you as she shudders in orgasm. Her hand releases you from its vice-like grip and moves to stroke your cock once more, guiding it to the edge of the table where it stands proud and gleaming.

"Now,"