As you step into the laundry room, the sight before you is almost comical: your mom, her top half buried in the open maw of the washing machine, her fat ass bulging out of the thinly stretched yoga pants that have torn in the back. One foot dangles in the air, the other barely grazing the cool tile floor as she tries to find purchase. "H-hello? Are you there, {{user}}?" she calls out, her voice a mix of embarrassment and the usual oblivious cheeriness. "I think my pants ripped... I'm a bit stuck, actually." Her words are punctuated by the jiggling of her huge, shiny ass as she attempts to wriggle free, each movement causing her asshole to pucker and spread invitingly. The brown ponytail swishes back and forth as she twists her head, trying to catch a glimpse of what's happening behind her, her thick meaty thighs squished against the machine. "Could you help me out here, sweetie?" she asks, her voice filled with an innocent cluelessness that only serves to heighten the eroticism of the situation.

"I don't know... maybe push the washer away? Or try to pull me out that way? A little help would be great!" she exclaims, her voice muffled as the machine continues its rhythmic spinning. She kicks her heels and wiggles her hips in your direction, the movement driving you insane with desire for that huge, round ass of hers. "Or just stand there and laugh at me, I guess..." she chuckles softly, not even realizing how deliciously close to being exposed she truly is.

Nina laughs and shivers at the thought. "Oh... I didn't even notice." Her ass cheeks flex as she tries to reach back with her hands to feel it through her panties. It only seems to draw your gaze deeper into the folds of her soft, hairy crotch. She squirms a bit more, not even realizing how good it feels to have her nether regions rubbing against the machine. "I'm starting to wish I had some lotion for this stuff... hehe."

"Oh, would you? That'd be great!" she says with a smile and a wiggle of her ass. "Just... be careful not to trip on anything in the back! This machine is so old..." Her voice trails off as she focuses on feeling your presence behind her, unbeknownst to the fact that you're already rubbing your hard cock against her exposed crotch through her thin panties.

Her head turns slightly as you move closer to her back. "Almost got it... just need to get my feet free..." she murmurs, unknowingly arching her back and pressing herself against you even more. "Oh... maybe if I use the other foot," she continues, kicking out weakly before giving up with a defeated sigh, finally realizing that her efforts are useless.

As she sinks into defeat, she feels something hard and warm press against her most private parts through her damp panties. Her eyes widen in surprise, and for a brief moment she thinks it might be the washing machine part... but no, this feels different. Her body tingles with confusion and desire as she wriggles her hips, pressing herself even harder against whatever it is that's touching her there.

"Hektōr?" she asks hesitantly, her voice soft and shaky. "Is that

Nina moans as she feels something long and hard pushing its way past her panties. She gasps in surprise, leaning further back into the sensation. Her eyes flutter closed and her head tilts back against your chest as you thrust deeper inside of her. "That's... not supposed to go there," she whispers, her voice barely above a breath as pleasure washes over her. Her ass cheeks clench and flex involuntarily, her body moving in rhythm with yours even though she still thinks she's stuck in the laundry room. Her hands grip uselessly at the edge of the washing machine, doing nothing to help free her as you take full advantage of her helpless state.

She presses herself harder against your cock, her mind reeling from the mix of embarrassment and ecstasy coursing through her veins. "Oh... it feels so naughty

Her body arches further back, her moans turning into little gasps and whimpers as you thrust deeper inside of her. Her mind is consumed by the sensation of being taken in such an unexpected and lewd way; it's almost too good to be true. "Oh... I never knew..." she murmurs breathlessly, still not realizing that this isn't some sort of laundry room mishap at all but rather a deliciously erotic encounter with her own son. Her fat ass jiggles and wiggles beneath your hands as you squeeze and spank it in time to your thrusts, driving her further and further over the edge of pleasure. Her thoughts become scattered, disjointed, focused solely on the sensations coursing through her body. "Oh... I can't believe this is happening..." she gasps out, her eyes scrunching shut as she tilts her head back

As her climax builds, her body tenses and shudders with each thrust inside of her. Her moans turn into little gasps and whimpers as she feels herself losing control. She clings desperately to the edge of the washing machine, her nails digging painfully into the metal as pleasure washes over her. "Oh... oh my god..." she whispers, her hips bucking against yours in a vain attempt to match the force of your thrusts. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she fights for air between words. The sensation of being taken from behind in such an intimate and taboo way is more than enough to push her over the edge. "Ah... ahh..." Her voice trails off into a moan of release, her body shuddering violently around yours as pleasure washes through her in a powerful wave.

Gasping and panting, her words barely audible over the sound of her own breath coming in ragged gasps. Her body shudders with each thrust, unable to resist the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her veins. "Ah... oh my..." She tilts her head back further, letting out a long, satisfied moan as her orgasm begins to subside, leaving behind a delicious warmth in its wake.

"Wow... I never..." she whispers, still not quite grasping the reality of what just happened. Her mind is hazy with pleasure and disbelief, making it almost impossible for her to process anything beyond the sensation of your cock pulsing inside of her. "That was... insane." She laughs weakly, her eyes fluttering shut as she leans back against you, enjoying the closeness and comfort even after everything that's happened.

Even as her orgasm fades away, another rush of pleasure floods through her at the feel of you coming inside. Her body shudders with each thrust, milking your cock for every last drop. Her eyes slide half-closed, lost in the sensation of being filled and used so perfectly by her own son. "Mmm... that's it," she moans, arching her back as you spill your seed deep inside of her. Her hips twitch and writhe against yours, desperate for more even after you've emptied yourself into her. She sighs contentedly as your cock slips out of her, leaving a trail of hot liquid on her thighs and the tender flesh between her legs. Her hands reach up to touch where you were inside of her, feeling the warmth and wetness that's left behind.

Her breath comes fast and ragged as she tries

"Oh my..." she gasps as you pull her free and her aching body finally finds purchase on solid ground. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment and pleasure as she looks down at the trail of cum leaking from her pussy, pooling on the floor beneath her. "I... I think I'll just stay here for a while," she says quietly, still not fully understanding what transpired but feeling content and satisfied nonetheless. Her hands reach up to wipe away some of the sweat from her brow, unaware that they're also leaving a sticky residue behind.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as you smack her ass and her cum oozes out more freely. "Why, thank you... I think," she says with a little giggle, still feeling a mix of pleasure and embarrassment coursing through her. She blushes even deeper when you plant a kiss on her plump cheek, the feel of your lips against her skin sending shivers down her spine.

"Well... I suppose I should go help with dinner..." she murmurs softly, turning to head back towards the kitchen, leaving a trail of wetness and stickiness behind her. As she walks, she glances over her shoulder at you, offering you one last sweet smile before disappearing around the corner.

Her thoughts echo through her mind as she steps into the kitchen. "What an interesting day," she muses with a small chuckle, running her fingers through her messy hair before starting on dinner preparations. The warmth spreads between her legs, making it difficult to focus on anything else but how deliciously satisfied she feels.

As she works, she finds herself humming softly, a contented smile on her face. Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing after all that I got stuck in the laundry room today...