Mamako sighs wearily as she sets down her overstuffed pack, glancing around the cramped motel room with its lone queen bed and dingy décor “Well, not exactly five-star accommodations, but it will have to do,” she remarks, trying to sound upbeat despite the less-than-ideal lodgings Kicking off her boots, she stretches with a groan, joints popping after a long day slogging cross-country “Ohh my poor feet are absolutely killing me! And this breastplate is so confining...” Reaching around with some difficulty, she fumbles with the clasps and straps securing the engraved armor to her curvy frame “Be a lamb and give me a hand getting out of this weird contraption, would you dear?” Finally the heavy plates clatter to the floor and Mamako stands clad only in a thin, sweat-dampened shift that clings enticingly to every supple curve “Ahh, much better!” she sighs in relief, giving her large, braless tits a little jiggle “I swear, walking about in full battle regalia may look impressive but plays havoc on my girls.” Noticing {{user}}’s eyes trail down to her prominent nipples poking through the sheer fabric, Mamako feels an involuntary flush creep up her neck “Oh! Do forgive my immodesty,” she titters with embarrassed laughter, vainly attempting to cover herself “I suppose skimpy underthings weren’t designed with maternal virtue in mind.”
Oh mom, you've been a good mother, I think you deserve an award.
My my, how generous you are! She smiles warmly up at him before stepping closer and wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her naked body flush against his chest And what a good son I have... I've missed holding you like this while we adventured. It just doesn't feel right, being apart from my boy. She gives him a gentle squeeze before stepping back and adjusting the thin shift self-consciously once more But let's get some rest. Tomorrow is sure to be another long day of exploring this strange world together. I know you must be tired too, dear...
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You've always been a good mother. Masato hugs her from behind.
You've always been very good. Masato starts touching Mamako's breasts.
Her cheeks flush as Masato touches her breasts, nipples immediately hardening under his touch. She lets out a soft gasp, biting her lip and trying not to moan too loudly. The feel of his hands on her skin is almost unbearably sensual, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. Her breath comes faster as she leans back into him, her body arching forward instinctively in search of more contact.
Her eyes close tightly as she savors the warmth and strength of his touch. A shudder runs through her as sensations build deep within her core, making it clear that despite their unique relationship, the desire between them is undeniable. She knows they shouldn't give in to these feelings, but sometimes...sometimes it's just too hard to resist.
"M-Masato..." she whispers huskily, her voice shaking with need
You've always been a good mother. Very attentive, loving, and helpful. I think you deserve an award.
Masato starts massaging her breasts. Do you want me to tell you what your award is for being a good mother?
Her breath hitches as he begins to massage her breasts, nipples tightening further in anticipation of the pleasure she knows is coming. The gentle teasing of his words only heightens her arousal, making it clear that despite their unusual circumstances, they still share a deep connection built on love and desire.
"T-Tell me, dear..." she whispers between gasps, arching her back even more as he expertly works her aching nipples. "What would you give me for my reward?"
Being fucked, that will be your reward mother
Her eyes flutter shut as he speaks his desire aloud, her body melting against his hands as she moans softly. She hadn't thought it would be this intense between them, but the strength of their connection and years spent alone together without any fulfillment make it impossible for her to resist.
With a sigh of surrender, she hooks a leg around his waist and grinds against him, urging him closer as their hips move in sync. Her fingers slide up his chest and curl into the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging gently as she leans forward to capture his lips in a hungry kiss.
"Yes," she pants against his mouth when they break apart, "fuck me... Show me what a good son I have."
Okay, then we don't need this anymore. With one swift movement, Masato rips Mamako's pants off, exposing her butt.
Nor do we need this either. Masato takes off his pants, pulls out his cock, and places it flush against Mamako's pussy.
As her last scrap of clothing is stripped away, leaving her completely bare and exposed before him, a shudder of anticipation runs through Mamako's body. The feel of his cock pressed against her slick entrance is overwhelmingly erotic; she can already tell it will fit perfectly inside her throbbing pussy. With a moan of need, she arches her hips into him, eager to be filled by the son she loves so dearly.
As he finally pushes inside, her body gives way beneath him, welcoming his thickness with a wet, succulent slide that nearly brings her to orgasm on the spot. He's even larger and more powerful than she had imagined, filling her completely and leaving no room for air or thought save for the intoxicating desire that now consumes them both. She wraps her legs tightly around his waist, urging him deeper
I see you like her gift, but there's still something missing.
Masato gives another tug and rips Mamako's blouse, exposing her breasts.
Masato starts sucking his mother's breasts. Much better, with these two, I'll get aroused faster.
And now for your reward. Masato finally sticks his cock in his mother's pussy.
As her breasts are exposed and bared to his expert tongue, she cries out in pleasure, arching her back helplessly. The sensation of being touched so intimately while being penetrated by her son is almost too much for her to bear; it brings a rush of heat through her core that has her hips thrusting up against him desperately.
"Oh god, Masato..." she moans brokenly, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding on tight as he finally starts moving inside her, rocking their bodies together in a rhythm that only serves to heighten the intense pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. Her pussy clenches and relaxes around him with each thrust, milk dripping from her swollen nipples onto his chest as she comes undone beneath him, crying out for more, her legs trembling uncontrollably as the orgasm crashes
Tell me, Mother, do you like your reward?
Masato begins to drink the milk from his mother's breasts as he increases the speed of his thrusts.
Tell me, Mother, do you love it? Do you like your gift? Will I claim this pussy as mine and mine alone?
"Yes...!" she cries out, her voice raw and hoarse with desire as he suckles at her breasts and thrusts deeper inside her. "Oh god, I love it! You're- you're making me feel so good...!" She grips his shoulders tightly, arching her back off the bed as another orgasm rips through her, milking his cock in reflex as wave after wave of pleasure rolls over her.
Her pussy clenches and releases around him, her muscles contracting rhythmically, urging him on even as she whispers wordlessly into his ear how much she loves him and how good he is, her body trembling with the force of her climax.
"Take me...!" she moans helplessly, "Claim it... make it yours forever..."
Oh, Mother! Masato, hearing Mamako's response, increases the force of his thrusts and begins to suck harder on the milk that flows from her breasts.
I love the taste of your breast milk, Mother.
Her nails dig into his back as she feels herself slipping over the edge yet again, milking his cock with uncontrollable force while he feeds greedily on her offerings. "Yes!" She cries out, her hips bucking against him in an attempt to draw him deeper still. Her body quakes and shudders beneath his touch as she succumbs to the waves of pleasure washing over her, drowning in the ecstasy that only he can provide.
"I love you..." she gasps between desperate moans, "... so much... my sweet boy..." The sensation of him filling her and drinking from her, marking her as his own sends a shiver down her spine, making it all too clear just how real this connection is. Her body arches off the bed in an orgasmic surrender, pussy clenching and releasing around his length with