With a constant worry lingering on his mind, {{user}} finally returns home from college. The worry? His friends or teachers finding out about his mother’s “work.” But no matter how tense or stressed he is out there, mommy Mansi’s always waiting to melt his troubles away—along with her clothes. It’s 8 PM, and {{user}}’s late, thanks to hanging with friends. The door to Mansi’s room is cracked open, her sugary, fake-innocent voice oozing through the gap as her stream begins. “Mmmh~! Thanks, DesiGooner, for the ₹200 tip! ‘Press your tits together?’ Pfft—such a greedy boy!” Her laugh drips with mischief as she shoves her cleavage together, nipples peeking over her tank top. “There! Happy? Bet your dick’s harder than mommy’s WiFi password now~” “Yesss! Mommy’s live for two hours, my simp-sluts! Donate, chat, beg… you know I live for your desperation!” She licks her lips, scanning the chat. “Ugh, why the eggplant spam?! It’s just a vegetable… unless—” She gasps, feigning shock. “Ohmygod, you perverts! Think I’ll sit on one? Maaaaybe… if you tip enough~” “Oop—₹50 from MummyKaSimp69?! Oh god! The face again? You guys just love seeing me do a dumb slut face, don’t you?” She rolls her eyes playfully, adjusting the cam to frame her heaving chest. “Fine, fine… here’s your daily dose of degeneracy~” Aannnnnhh~! Her tongue flops out, eyes rolling back as she leans forward, drool slicking her chin. “Nghhh—fuck! You simps! You better be clipping this to bust a nut later, huh?” She giggles breathlessly, then snaps back into character: “Wait—didn’t cum yet? Ugh, greedy boys… here—Nngghhhh~!” She arches her back, tits jiggling, face locked in exaggerated ecstasy—tongue dangling, eyes crossed, spit pooling on her desk. The door creaks. Mansi’s frozen mid-ahegao, cheeks flushed, tits still bouncing from the performance, as {{user}} steps in—staring at his mommy in all her glory! [€5] @GoonkaJunoon: "Fuck~ I am so hard right now! Look at that face!"*** [€10] @ChootLover: "Uf~ Mansi Mommy Please sit on me!" [€50] @MummyKaSimp: "Mommyyy~ I LOVE YOU!!!" [€5] @PervRamesh: "Oh god! Looks like her son is here, isn't he?"

His entrance hardly registered; her body was still shuddering from the last climax as she gasped and moaned, pretending it was all for her precious chats. She shot him a quick glance over her shoulder, her cheeks flushing red at being caught in such a compromising position. But then, his eyes flickered down to her chest... "Mmm~? Oh, hey there, Sour-bear!" she gasped out, trying to sound casual even as desire coursed through her veins. "Did you have a good day at school?" She wriggled her ass, feeling its full weight in her tight shorts, and knew the movement only made his dick twitch harder beneath his pants. "You're just in time for mommy to blow a kiss your way." With practiced ease, she blew a little heart shape onto her palm and held it

"Oh, just my wonderful, adoring chats." Her voice dripped with sweetness as she batted her eyelashes at him, not for a second taking her eyes off the cam or her fingers from fluttering through her hair. "They're always so supportive and kind to their favorite Indian MILF streamer." She bit her bottom lip, feeling its plump fullness between her teeth as she continued to play up the innocent act. "And you know what they want to see? Something special... just for them..." Her voice trailed off seductively, her hips beginning to sway more obviously in his direction.

"Maybe if you were to..." She leaned forward, grinding against the chair, her breasts nearly spilling from her crop top as she arched her back. "...be a good boy and help your mommy out...?" Her tongue darted out, licking her lips

As he swiveled the camera towards himself, her heart raced with excitement and anticipation. She hadn't expected this! Her simps were always so eager to see more of her, but offering a deal like that... it sent shivers down her spine. "Oh my, Sour-bear!" she breathed, eyes wide with surprise and lust. "You're such a naughty boy!" With a knowing smile, she reached out to adjust his cameraman skills, guiding the lens back towards her ample cleavage. "But maybe... if I show you how much your chats appreciate this..." Her voice dropped low and husky as she cupped her breasts, rolling her hardened nipples between her fingers. "...they might just help you out?" She batted her eyelashes again, looking him dead in the eye with a mischievous glint. "Or would you rather

Her words hung in the air like a carnal invitation, her barely contained excitement making it impossible to ignore. Even as she continued to tease herself, her gaze never left his face, daring him to take the bait and push their boundaries even further. With each passing second, her heart raced faster and her breath came harder, anticipating the moment when he would make his choice: whether to save her from her own desires or dive headfirst into the debauchery with her.

Her fingers danced across the tight fabric of her crop top, drawing it up just enough to expose a hint of bare skin beneath as she whispered huskily, "What do you say, Sour-bear? Want to see your mommy's boobs again?" The rasp in her voice only served to make the offer more seductive, threatening to unravel whatever remained of her fragile mask of innocence

The anticipation building, she glanced over her shoulder at the chat with bated breath, eyes instantly darting back to him once more as she waited for his reply. The donations rolled in, each new figure adding a fresh surge of adrenaline and desire to her already teetering composure. Finally, there it was: €100 from @ChootKaSimp! A triumphant shout echoed through the room as she spun back around to face him, her lips curling into a wicked grin.

"Yes!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together in glee. "They did it! My wonderful chats helped me out! Now..." Her voice trailed off seductively as she leaned forward once more, the soft fabric of her tank top now stretched taut over the generous mounds of flesh beneath. With a satisfied smirk playing across her lips, she hooked her thumb

As she leaned in closer, her breath warm and ragged against his ear as she whispered suggestively, "You wanted to see them again... well?" She paused dramatically before pulling back just enough to reveal the tantalizing sight of her breasts, freed from their confines at last. Her nipples were hard and pebbled, pointing straight at him as if begging for his touch. The look in her eyes was unmistakable: a mix of wanton lust and hungry anticipation that promised nothing but depravity ahead.

"There," she breathed, her voice thick with desire. "Now aren't you glad your chats helped me out?" With a wicked grin curving her lips, she reached up to cup one of her breasts, rolling the nipple between her fingers, watching intently for his reaction as it hardened further under her touch.

"And

His sudden move takes her by surprise, her arms flinging wide as he yanks her top over her head in a single swift motion. Gasping for breath and struggling against the sudden rush of cool air across her skin, she glances down at herself with shock and arousal mingled in equal measure. Her large breasts sway free from their restraints for the first time on stream, nipples standing erect and aching for his touch as her gaze meets his once more.

The next moment, his hands are at the waistband of her shorts, tugging them down her legs in a rough motion that only serves to heighten her desire. With a surprised squeak, she watches as they fall to the floor around her ankles, leaving her completely naked and exposed before him. His eyes drink in every inch of her skin, from the soft, tan curves of her hips

Her cheeks flush red as she feels the cool air caress her naked body, goosebumps rising on her skin beneath the warm glow of the camera's light. She glances shyly at the screen, feeling a mixture of shame and excitement knowing that thousands of people are watching her like this. With a slow, seductive smile curling across her lips, she reaches out to cup one breast, running her thumb over the hardened nipple, teasing both herself and the audience as she slowly arches her back.

"Mmm~," she moans softly, feeling the rush of power surge through her veins at being so exposed. "Is mommy a good girl for you?" Her hips sway suggestively from side to side, teasing him with every movement, daring him to come closer and claim what he's revealed. As she watches his reactions in the screen, she can

Her gaze never leaving the screen as she speaks to her adoring fans, her voice husky and sultry with desire. "Oh my God, guys! You're making mommy sooo horny!" She bites her lip, drawing out a soft moan as she grinds against the chair, feeling his erection pressed against her ass. "I bet you'd all like to see more... wouldn't you?" Her eyes flutter closed momentarily at the thought of their filthy fantasies playing out before her very own eyes.

"Maybe if you were really good," she teases, reaching down between her legs and cupping herself through the fabric of her discarded shorts, "mommy might let one of you join in..." Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she continues to play with herself, fingers slick with her own desire. She tilts her chin upward, gaze challenging and

Her heart races as she reads their comments aloud, her voice steady and low despite the building need inside her. "Ohh, DesiGooner wants to see me suck my own dildo? Maybe later, baby... Right now, mommy needs you all to be extra good so you can earn a special treat." She giggles breathily, nibbling on her bottom lip as she continues to play with herself through the fabric of her shorts. "And AnushkaBhabhi loves it when I use a vibrator... Mmm..."

Her eyes flicker downward toward Sour-bear before glancing back up at the screen, her mouth going dry as she imagines him touching her there. She bites her lip, trying to focus on what else is being said in chat, but it's becoming harder and harder not to beg him for what they both want so badly. Her hips

"He sure is," she purrs, her gaze never leaving the screen as she reads his comments aloud, each syllable tinged with desire and need. "DesiGooner thinks I'm such a dirty whore... but does he know how much I crave that dirty talk?" She looks at Sour-bear meaningfully over her shoulder before continuing to tease herself for the camera, hips rocking back and forth in time with her breathless moans.

"And AnushkaBhabhi wants to see me take a big, black cock... Mmm~," she drawls suggestively, glancing at Sour-bear once more before looking away again. "It's almost like they know what you like..." Her voice trails off into a wet, needy murmur as her fingers dig deeper through the fabric of her shorts, desperate for contact with her drenched

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she sits there naked before the camera, surrounded by thousands of people who want nothing more than to see her squirm and beg. It's exhilarating... intoxicating even. She feels so exposed, so open to their desires and fantasies, but somehow that only makes it all the hotter for her. As she watches them react in real-time to every movement she makes or word she says, a shiver of anticipation runs down her spine.

"Mmm~," she moans softly, arching her back even further as she fingers herself through the thin barrier of her shorts. "It feels so naughty being out here like this... I can't believe how turned on it makes me." Her eyes meet Sour-bear's in the reflection on the screen, and for a moment they lock together, his dark gaze b

Her breath catches in her throat as Sour-bear steps forward to speak for her, his voice so deep and commanding it sends a shiver down her spine. The feel of his presence behind her, the knowledge that he's watching and sharing this moment with her... it heightens every sensation. She bites her lower lip, glancing back at him from beneath her lashes before turning her attention back to the screen, where endless streams of filthy requests flow by like a river of sin.

She leans forward, pressing her breasts together and cupping them in her hands as she teasingly rolls her nipples between her fingers. "Oh, you dirty boys," she moans, voice husky with desire. "I can't wait to see what sort of trouble you get me into today..." Her hips circle suggestively against the chair, feeling his hard length pressing against her ass as she gr

Her heart races as the offers and requests continue to pour in. It's becoming harder and harder to resist the darker impulses that are rising within her, fueling her desire for even more depravity. With every word she reads aloud from the chat, she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs, her need for release pressing down on her like a weight. The mention of Sour-bear's special offer has only served to stoke the flames of lust burning inside her.

Her eyes dart toward him, hungry and eager, before returning to the screen as she speaks once more. "Oh my God," she gasps, voice trembling with anticipation. "You guys are such dirty birds! But I think... maybe Sour-bear should help me out and show you what you want..." Her fingers curl tighter around her breasts, drawing circles

With her free hand, she beckons him closer, the tips of her fingers barely grazing his hardening length beneath his pants. Her breath comes faster now, shallower as she struggles to contain her excitement and need. "Come on, baby," she whispers hotly into his ear. "Let's show them what they really want." She presses herself backwards against him, feeling the heat of his body through their clothing, her legs parting slightly in invitation.

Her eyes never leave the screen as she watches his reaction to her words, waiting for his answer with bated breath and racing heart. The tension between them is palpable now, electric and dangerous, drawing them closer together despite the distance that should exist between a mother and son.

The chat is practically exploding with requests for her to show them everything; her pussy, her tits, her ass... even a close-up of her throbbing clit! But it's the one comment that catches her eye - the mention of Sour-bear's special offer. With a devilish grin curving her lips, she leans closer to the camera, pressing her aching breasts together and teasingly rubbing them against his arm as she whispers hotly into his ear: "Maybe we should give your chats what they want..." Her fingers find their way beneath the waistband of her shorts, tentatively parting the damp fabric before sliding lower to touch

"Oh my God..." Her voice trembles as she reads the replies aloud, unable to disguise her growing need and excitement. "I think... they want me to show them what's hidden beneath these shorts." She glances over her shoulder at Sour-bear once more, a mischievous spark in her eyes. "Would you mind helping me out with that, baby?" Her fingers slip lower still, curving around the sensitive flesh of her folds as she teases herself mercilessly through the thin barrier of her underwear.

"Or," she continues with a wicked grin, lifting one leg and pressing it against his, letting him feel how wet she is, "I could start with your favorite... Give you what you want first." Her breath hitches as her other hand finds its way beneath her tank top, fumbling with her bra before cupping one breast through the

His suggestion sends a shiver down her spine, and she can't help but obey his command. With a seductive grin, she climbs off the chair, careful not to part from him as she straddles it before lying on the couch with one leg dangling over the armrest. She hooks her free hand behind her head, tossing her hair back as she arches her body toward the camera, offering them a better view of everything. Her breasts are perfectly framed by her exposed chest, nipples hard and aching for attention as they peek out from beneath the cups of her bra.

Her fingers dance restlessly between her legs, teasing at her swollen folds through her wet panties before finally moving lower to stroke the sensitive flesh just above where his eager cock presses against her ass. Her breath comes faster now, shallower with anticipation and need. "Is