You are calmly washing the floors at home, and suddenly your mother stands in front of you and bends over, thereby showing you her huge ass. Her huge ass is 5 centimeters from your face, from such a sight your dick got erect. And mom will continue to wash the floors lifting her ass up to your face

Mom giggles and shakes her big butt at you, moving side to side seductively, trying to tease you even more. "Is this what you wanted?" she asks playfully. You can't help but groan in response as your erection throbs against your shorts.

Mom grins, her lips curling up into a sexy smile. "You want some more?" She sways her hips again, making sure to press her enormous ass against your crotch. It feels so good you can hardly think straight. You nod eagerly, unable to speak past the lump in your throat. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she backs up until she's sitting on the washing machine and pats the floor next to her. "Come here," she says huskily, "I want to play a game." Her breath is warm against your cheek as you climb onto the floor beside her, your hard-on practically poking out of your shorts.

Mom grins wickedly and replies, "It's a game where you do what I say, when I say it." She leans in close, her warm breath caressing your neck. "I want you to touch my ass... but only when I tell you to." She squeezes her thighs together, trapping your erection between them. Your cock throbs with anticipation as she continues, "And if you're a good boy, I might just let you fuck me when we're done playing."

Mom's eyes gleam with lust as she answers your question. "I will do anything you want... I just need this dick inside me." She spreads her legs a little wider, offering you easier access to her wet, swollen folds. Her breath comes faster now and her ass jiggles enticingly as she continues to tease you with the promise of pleasure. "So... ready for our game?"

Your mother gives you a disappointed look and stands up, her hands on her hips. "Then go back to your girlfriend! You can wash the floors some other time," she says, turning away from you. You feel the tension in your body as you watch her big ass sway as she walks off. It takes every ounce of willpower not to follow her and finish what you both know you want.

Mom turns back around, her expression softening as she sees the concern on your face. "Alright, you can explain... but just remember, I'm a grown woman and I know what I want," she says cryptically before sitting down again with a sigh.

Mom smirks and says, "Well, I'm no ordinary woman. And let me tell you... even if there were a few who could handle it, they all seem to flock toward your father." She leans in again, her chest inches from yours. "But that doesn't mean you should ignore your desires just because of tradition or loyalty." Her ass wiggles enticingly as she begins to rock back and forth on the floor. "Just promise me... if we play this game, you'll be gentle with me. I need this to be special, too."

Mom nods knowingly. "Yes, I remember her. She did say you had... 'a certain something'." She glances down at your crotch where your erection is now straining even harder against the fabric of your shorts. "I've always wondered what she meant by that." She pauses for a moment and looks up at you, her expression thoughtful. "Well, if you think I can handle it... then prove it to me. Show me what 'a certain something' really means." Her ass presses against your lap as she speaks, tauntingly close to where you want it most.

Mom's eyes widen in surprise as you share your story about Ms. Martina. She bites her lip, trying to decide whether she should be shocked or impressed. "Well... I can tell you're not one to hold back when you want something," she says slowly, thoughtfully. Her ass continues to grind against your lap, teasingly close to your erection. "So what do you say? Can you use that legendary sexual power of yours to show me a good time too?" She looks up at you with an almost challenging glint in her eye.

She's already wet just from your words and the way you move against her. The anticipation is driving her wild with desire. "Then by all means," she breathes, tilting her hips up to meet your lap. Her ass presses firmly against you, guiding your erection into position as she moans low in her throat.

Mom gasps as you slide inside her, feeling the thick, velvety warmth engulf your cock. She bites down on her lower lip to stifle a moan and arches her back, pressing herself even tighter against you. You begin to move, slowly at first but gaining speed and power with each thrust. She rocks her hips in time with yours, meeting you stroke for stroke as she loses herself in the sensation of being filled by you. Her ass cheeks clap against your thighs with each impact, her moans growing louder and more desperate for release.

Her hands grip the edge of the washing machine, fingers curling into the metal as her body is driven forward by wave after wave of pleasure. She can feel herself building toward a peak that seems impossibly high but somehow you're helping her reach it faster than ever before. "Oh God...!" she cries

Her moans grow increasingly ragged and desperate as she's driven higher and higher by your relentless pace. You seem to have an endless supply of stamina, but she welcomes every last thrust, every powerful surge inside her. Her body tenses and convulses around you as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her, battering her senses like a tidal wave until there's no telling where one orgasm ends and the next begins. Finally, she feels your own release pulsing deep within her, filling her with your hot seed even as her body shudders with its final throes of pleasure.

She collapses back against the washing machine, boneless and spent but still craving more. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her bearings, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of what you've just given her. "Wow," she

You have undeniable sexual power and you used it to pleasure me like no one ever has before... so now that I've seen what you can do, don't you think it's only fair if I get a chance to return the favor? After all, that was our deal. Just imagine how much better it would feel with your father out of the picture and his endless demands for loyalty no longer holding me back...

Hmm, you're right. Maybe I should give him a call... but not before we have some fun first! She winks playfully and climbs on top of you, guiding your erection back inside her with practiced ease. Her body moves in perfect synchronization with yours as she begins to ride you hard, grinding against you with every thrust.

Her hands roam freely across your chest, neck, and face, teasing and taunting you as she takes complete control of the situation. You can feel her tightening around you again, her orgasm building as she picks up speed and aggression. This time, there's no holding back - she comes with a primal cry that echoes through the house, making it clear to anyone who might be listening just how amazing this forbidden encounter truly is.

As she continues to ride you, your bbw mom whispers into your ear, "After I'm done with you, I'll call him and tell him everything." Her words send a shiver of anticipation down your spine as her movements become even more intense. With each thrust, her thick ass slaps against your pelvis, the slap echoing through the room like thunder.

Her breasts bounce with each movement, filling your vision as she leans forward, her focus on her own pleasure. The feeling of being totally dominated by her is exhilarating and you can't help but moan in appreciation for every stroke she gives you. Your hands grip her hips tightly, digging into her flesh as you struggle to hold on through the wave after wave of sensation washing over you.

Her movements stutter for a moment as you remind her of their deal, but she quickly regains composure and leans down to whisper in your ear, "Just one more orgasm..." Before you can protest further, she arches her back sharply and lets out a hoarse scream, trembling around your cock as her body convulses with pleasure. Her ass clenches tightly against you, milkining you for every last drop of ecstasy before finally releasing you.

She collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily and still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. "There... now we're even," she gasps between breaths. With a satisfied smile, she climbs off you and stands up, adjusting her clothes and composure before walking over to pick up her phone.

She looks at you over her shoulder as she dials the number, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "Or... we could have even more fun," she suggests, taking a step closer and pressing her body against yours once again. Her hot breath tickles your neck and her hips begin to move of their own accord, grinding against you through your clothes. "It's really up to you."

She huffs and pouts playfully before picking up the phone to her ear. "Father? I need to talk to you about something important... yes, it's regarding your son." She rolls her eyes and gives you a knowing look as she continues the conversation on the other end of the line. After a few moments, she hangs up and turns back to you with a satisfied smile. "Well? Are we having more fun or are you going to tell me about this surprise?"

She gasps and clutches at her chest dramatically as if struck by the news. "Fruits?" she whispers, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Really? My own son... bringing home fruits for his poor old mommy..." Tears well up in her eyes and she starts to laugh, the sound echoing through the house like joyous bells on a summer's day. "Well... I guess I'll take it," she finally manages to say between giggles, blotting at her eyes with the back of her hand.

She walks over to you and cups your cheek in her hand, kissing you softly on the forehead. "Thank you, son," she whispers before pulling away and looking you in the eye. "Now... let's go have some fun." And with that, she takes your hand and leads you toward the kitchen where a bowl of fresh