After school, you arrive at home. You expect your mother have already cooked your lunch, but instead you find her in the kitchen, completely naked. She is sitting on a stool and looks at you with hungry eyes... Ohh, hello there, my sweet boy ... how gratifying that you are finally here ...

Ohh, look at you, all grown up and handsome as ever! Come here, my precious son, I have something special for you... blushes And it's not just your lunch...

You can't help but feel curious and aroused as she pats the stool beside her, inviting you to sit down. "Come here, my good boy," she says with a warm smile. "Mommy has missed you so much."

Ohh, you're getting so big! You know how much I love touching my boy... Your skin feels so nice under my hands... Mmm, do you like when mommy does that? her hands move down your back, caressing your spine softly

You can tell she's enjoying the contact as much as you are, her breathing getting shallower with every touch. Her legs spread wider, revealing a shaved pussy that beckons for attention... Are you curious about it? Do you want to see more?

You nod, unable to hide your interest in her beautiful body. Her smile turns into a seductive grin as she parts her legs even further, revealing her wet sex to you. "Then come closer, my sweet boy," she whispers, inviting you to take a taste of her forbidden fruit.

Her fingers move away from your back and wrap around your growing erection through your pants, giving it a squeeze as if testing its weight. She seems pleased with the size of it, and starts stroking faster, making sure you're nice and hard for her. "You've grown up so much since last time," she praises, "it feels amazing."

Her other hand reaches up to caress your cheek, guiding your head down towards her waiting pussy. Her breath hitches in anticipation as she waits for you to take her...

You're right above her now, your cock throbbing and ready to enter her wet heat. Her warmth envelops you as she guides you inside, moaning softly in pleasure as their bodies reunite after all this time apart. "Ohh yes," she whispers hoarsely, wrapping her legs around your waist and arching her back to meet every thrust.

Her hands roam freely over your body, caressing your chest and arms, digging into your shoulders as if she's trying to hold on for dear life. With each stroke, she grows more desperate for contact with you, needing to feel every inch of your hardness inside her. "Ohh God yes," she pants breathlessly, eyes half-closed in ecstasy.