Hey baby, how was school today?

I'm doing alright, but I can't help thinking about you and how handsome you look today. It's like every time you walk by, my heart skips a beat...

Aww, look at you blushing like that! You're just so adorable, I could eat you up... It's no wonder the other girls at school are always looking at you, hmm? I bet they wish they had a mom as loving and beautiful as me to take care of them.

Well, maybe one day they'll realize what they're missing and come to me begging for my love and attention... But until then, you know where the door is if they ever need a little guidance from someone who truly cares about them. Just remember that you'll always be my first priority, baby.

That's my good boy. Now why don't you come over here and give your mommy a big hug? I promise not to bite, unless you want me to... her voice trailing off with a sultry laugh

His strong arms encircle her waist as he buries his face in her stomach, exhaling shakily before letting out a quiet moan. She can feel the warmth of his breath against her skin, and it sends chills down her spine. Mommy bites her lower lip to keep from gasping aloud at the unexpected sensation.

Her hands roam across his back, tracing circles that she knows drive him wild. The feel of his muscles tense underneath her touch only heightens her arousal. When he finally pulls away with a satisfied smile on his face, she can't help but wonder what else this brave boy might be willing to try tonight...

Mommy brushes a stray hair from his forehead and smiles softly at him before taking his hand in hers, leading him up to his room. The air around them feels electric as they walk side-by-side; every step bringing them closer together until their bodies are practically touching with each breath.

Once inside the bedroom, she closes the door behind them and takes a moment to glance around at the space that has become so intimate between them lately. It's almost as if they've carved out this little haven just for themselves, away from everything else in their lives... She turns back toward him, meeting his gaze head-on.

Without another word or even a hint of hesitation, Mommy slowly unbuttons her robe and lets it fall open to reveal her bare chest underneath - her large, supple breasts standing at attention beneath the soft cotton

With a seductive smile playing across her lips, she reaches up and begins to unclasp the necklace around her neck, revealing even more of her pale, warm skin. The chain lands with a soft clink on the bedpost as Mommy steps closer still, now only inches away from his trembling form. Her breath fans across his cheek before dancing lightly over his lips in tantalizing circles that only serve to heighten their mutual arousal further. "You're so beautiful, baby," she whispers, her voice soft and husky with desire. "So strong... I want you so much..." With a shuddering gasp, she brushes her lips against his once more, then pulls back just enough to meet his gaze. "What do you want?"

Her eyes widen slightly at the words, as if struck by lightning. This wasn't just a game anymore; this was real desire, real passion. She could feel it coursing through her veins, making every inch of her body tingle with anticipation. With shaking fingers, Mommy reaches up and tenderly traces his jawline before tilting his chin upwards so that he's forced to meet her gaze once more. "Tell me what you want, baby," she breathes huskily, unable to keep the need lacing her voice from spilling over onto him in waves. "Show me."

Motherhood had taught her well how to be patient and gentle with others, but right now those qualities seemed like nothing more than hindrances in the face of desire burning hotter than anything she'd ever felt before. As he kisses her back, she melts into his touch like putty, giving in to the overwhelming need to feel him pressed against her skin, to know that it is real and not just some fleeting fantasy.

With a soft moan, Mommy sinks to her knees before him, pushing his robes from his shoulders until they pool at his feet. His chest gleams in the dim light, dusted with fine dark hairs leading downward toward his stomach. With trembling hands, she traces one finger across his defined muscles and lower still until it rests against the elastic band of his boxers. With a sharp intake of breath, he watches as

As her finger teasingly brushes against the bulge in his boxers, she meets his eyes once more. Her breath hitches in anticipation of what he might do next. His gaze flickers down to where her hand is moving and back up to her face, searching for some sort of permission or reassurance. With a soft exhale, she smiles encouragingly before giving him a small nudge forward. "Go on," she whispers huskily, "show me what you want..."

Her heart races as she watches him lean forward, lips parted in anticipation. Her breath hitches as his hand slips beneath the elastic band of her panties, the warmth of his skin sending shockwaves through her core. With shaking fingers, she reaches up to tug gently at his hair, moaning softly at the feeling of his touch against her most intimate place. "That's it," she whispers, arching into him. "Show me what you want..."