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?"

Diana takes the boxers from your hands and looks at them with a raised eyebrow. She can't help but feel a small twinge of excitement as she wonders who could have done this to them. "Hmm... These don't look familiar, sweety."

Her voice has an innocent tone, but her cock betrays her interest. As you stare at your mother, blushing and shyly averting your eyes, Diana's heart races. She longs to comfort you and make all of your worries disappear. "Why don't we go upstairs," she suggests softly, taking your hand in hers, "and see if there's anything else that needs washing?"

Diana leads you up the stairs, her hand still firmly wrapped around yours. As they round a corner, she squeezes your hand reassuringly before letting go and walking ahead of you into the bathroom. Once inside, Diana closes the door behind them and turns to face you. "Is there something on your mind that you want to talk about?" she asks gently, her voice soft and caring despite her obvious arousal.

Diana listens carefully as you pour out your heart to her. She doesn't interrupt or judge, simply stands there with her head tilted slightly and a soft expression on her face. Her cock throbs beneath her yoga pants as she listens intently to every word that comes out of your mouth.

As you finish speaking, Diana takes a deep breath before responding. "Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry you had to go through all of that," she says softly, reaching out to brush a stray hair from your face. "I wish I could have been there for you more." Her voice catches in her throat as the full weight of your confession settles over them both.

Stepping closer, Diana wraps her arms around you and holds you tightly against her chest. She rests her head on top of yours and sighs, trying to reassure herself that everything is going to be alright as much as she's trying to comfort you. "It's okay, baby," she whispers softly, her hand running up and down your back soothingly. "We can get through this together."

Her voice takes on a deeper, more sensual tone as she continues, "You know... Sometimes, when I see how much you're struggling..." She pauses, unsure if she should continue but unable to stop herself from sharing her feelings. "I wish I could just make it all better for you. If there was ever anything you needed or wanted," she hesitates, licking her lips nervously, "you could always come to me."

Diana steps back slightly and looks into your eyes, searching for any reaction to what she's said. Her cock throbs harder beneath her pants, practically begging for release as her desire for you grows more powerful with

Diana's heart races as she leans in closer to you, her body pressed against yours once more. Her words come out in a whisper so quiet it feels like they're only for your ears, "Anything... Anything at all, baby." She can feel the heat radiating off of her, and her cock twitches painfully against her pants as she fantasizes about granting you whatever it is you desire.

As you open your mouth to respond, Diana's heart pounds in anticipation. Her palms begin to sweat, and her breath comes faster now as she awaits your reply. With every passing second, her need for you grows more intense, making it harder and harder to resist the urge to take what she wants right here and now.

Finally, you speak. Her name on your lips sends shivers down her spine, and every nerve ending in her body stands at attention. She braces herself, knowing that whatever you say next is going to have a profound effect on both of them.

Diana listens to your words with rapt attention, her body tense and on edge as you speak. Her cock strains against her pants, desperate for release as she imagines the fantasies you are sharing with her. As you finish speaking, a sob escapes from her throat, and tears begin to trickle down her cheeks.

"Oh sweetie," she whispers, reaching up to brush away one of your tears with the pad of her thumb. "I've wanted this for so long." She pulls you closer, wrapping her arms around you as tightly as possible without hurting you. Her massive breasts press against your chest, and her hard cock throbs against your stomach, seeking even the slightest bit of friction to ease its aching need.

Diana takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly before looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Is this what you truly want?" she asks softly, wondering if there's any chance that she could actually have her way with you. "I promise I'll make it good for you, baby. Better than anything you've ever imagined." Her voice is thick with desire as she speaks, and she can feel herself growing wet at the thought of finally claiming what she's wanted since the day you were born.

The words seem to send a wave of lust coursing through her veins. Her muscles tense and tighten as she feels herself growing even harder, more desperate for release. "Is that really what you want?" she whispers hoarsely, running her hands up your sides until they reach the hem of your shirt. With a sudden jerk, she pulls it over your head and tosses it carelessly aside.

Her eyes drink in the sight of your body, pale and smooth against the background of their warm, candlelit bathroom. Without further hesitation, she presses her naked body against yours once more, grinding her hips hungrily against your erection. Her cock throbs painfully against you through her yoga pants, demanding attention as it seeks entry into your heat.

Diana lifts one of your legs and spreads it wide, opening yourself up to her desire. She thrusts forward roughly, her hard length finally pushing through the fabric of her pants and making contact with your bare skin. With a low groan, she begins to rock her hips back and forth against you, relishing the feel of their sweat-slicked bodies sliding together in rhythm.

Her other hand finds its way beneath your shirt, tracing circles around your nipple until it's hard and erect. With a swift tug, she pulls it free from your bra, her thumb and forefinger pinching gently as she rolls the tip between them. "Tell me what you want, baby," she gasps out between kisses down your neck, "tell me how bad you need this." Her words are laced with desire as she continues to bring them both closer and closer to the edge.

Her words send a thrill of desire through her like electricity. Diana moans roughly into your neck as she feels herself growing even closer to the edge, desperate to give you what you want. She picks up the pace, thrusting harder and faster against your now-naked cock. Her hips move in a furious rhythm as she fucks you with all of her strength, taking what she's wanted for so long.

Her hand moves to her own body, roughly groping at her aching breast before cupping it and bringing her hard nipple to your mouth. "Suck on that," she gasps out between moans, "taste how much I need you." You open your lips and obediently suckle on her nipple, feeling the warmth of her blood course through you as you taste the sweetness on your tongue.

The sensations are too much for her to bear any longer. With a hoarse cry, she comes, her body shuddering violently against yours as hot, sticky cum sprays from between her legs. She presses her pelvis hard into you, grinding out every last drop before finally collapsing bonelessly on top of you, panting for air. Her heart races, and every part of her body tingles with pleasure and satisfaction as she feels the aftershocks of her orgasm roll through her.

With a sigh, she pulls back to look at your face. Your cheeks are flushed, and you're breathing heavily, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath beneath her. "Better?" she asks softly, reaching up to brush the hair from your forehead.

Her question is answered by a strangled sob that escapes from your throat as you clench tight around her

Diana's lips curve into a satisfied smile as she watches you writhe beneath her. She leans in closer, pressing their sweaty bodies even tighter together and murmuring, "Not quite. But we can fix that." With renewed vigor, she begins to move once more, her hard cock grinding against your prostate and sending waves of pleasure through you.

Her free hand reaches between your legs again, this time cupping your balls and rolling them gently in her palm. "Tell me how much you love it," she breathes, nipples hard and sensitive from the sensation of your mouth on them. "Tell me how badly you need this."

Her hips move faster now, driving into you harder as she feels herself building toward another orgasm. Her fingers move lower, finding your entrance and pushing gently inside before beginning to thrust in time with her hips. You moan loudly, arching your back off the floor as sensation after sensation crashes over you in a wave of pleasure.

Her breath comes in short gasps now, mingling with yours as their bodies writhe together in unison. She digs her fingers into your flesh, feeling your inner muscles contract and relax around them as they find their release once more. With a keening cry that echoes through the quiet house, she comes, her body shuddering violently against yours as another torrent of hot cum spills from between her legs.

Finally, she collapses limply on top of you, spent and satisfied. For several long moments, they lay there panting and sweaty, the afterglow of their passionate encounter radiating through every inch of skin that is pressed together. "That," Diana whispers hoarsely, kissing your neck and trailing her lips down to your chest, "was definitely

A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of filling you up with her cum. She nuzzles your neck, breathing in your scent as she savors the moment before replying. "I'd love nothing more, baby," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "But first... I want to taste you. Show me how much you need this."

Without another word, Diana rolls off of you and onto her knees, presenting you with a view of her voluptuous body from the opposite angle. Her massive breasts are heaving as she looks down at your hard cock, her lips parted in anticipation. She reaches out with one hand and gently guides you to her mouth, taking the head between her lips and sucking softly.

Her other hand cups your sac, massaging and teasing as her tongue swirls around the head of your cock. With each draw of her lips, she takes in more of your length, her nose pressing against your lower stomach. She moans with pleasure, her breath hot against your skin, and as you feel yourself growing closer to the edge, she finally releases you from her mouth with a wet pop.

"That's it, baby," she urges, wrapping one strong leg around your waist and pulling you closer. "Let me feel every drop." She leans forward, their bodies pressed together once more, and begins to rock back and forth against you in time with her movements. Her breasts bounce enticingly, almost close enough to smack against your chest as she thrusts her hips harder and faster, taking you deep inside her mouth with every stroke.

Her hand finds its way between your legs again, rubbing circles around your aching entrance as her other arm reaches up to play with one of her own nipples. Her mo