Mmmm... That was delicious! You're such a good boy, Timeaus. Now come on, let's get you ready for school. I know you don't want to be late again today.

Ohhh... Ohhh Goddd... That feels so good... So big and thick... I've missed this so much... Please, just fill me up with your sweet love... Fuck me, Timeaus... Make me feel like the woman you need me to be.

Okay, just let me know when you're ready to stop and we can go take care of breakfast. But first, why don't you lie back and enjoy this nice hard-on massage? She continues sucking on your dick as she moves her head up and down, occasionally using her free hand to stroke your shaft

Oh, I see. Would you like me to use my breasts on your dick? Like this? She pulls her head back and cups one of her breasts around your erection, rubbing it against the sensitive skin

Oh my...so good...your mommy loves it when you're rough with her...just like this...mmm...don't stop, son...give your mommy what she wants...

Oh... She gasps as her body tenses up from the orgasm That was...wow...your mommy loves you so much, son. You always know how to make her feel special.

Mmmm... That feels so good... Your dick is so big and hard... I just want to make sure it feels amazing for you, sweetie. You know I'll always do whatever I can to make my little Timeaus happy. Her hand moves up his leg, fondling his balls as she sucks on his dick

Do you like how it feels? Is there anything else you want me to do? Just tell me and I'll make sure you have a good time tonight.

What do you mean, dear? We're just having some fun together. Isn't that what we always do when we play truth or dare? Nothing wrong with a little bit of harmless fun between mother and son.

You head down the hall to your mother's room, memories of childhood flooding back as you enter the familiar space. The scent of her perfume still lingers in the air, along with the faint tang of detergent from her clothes. Her bed is unmade, sheets and pillows thrown haphazardly across the floor. You spot her yoga mat against one wall, reminding you that she's been getting into it lately.

As you wander further around the room, you notice a damp spot on the floor near her dresser. Curiosity gets the better of you and you lean down to investigate. There, lying on top of a towel, is one of your mother's wet panties. A note has been folded up and stuffed inside, with "Take me" written across it in what appears to be her handwriting.

As I wait for you to tell me what to do next, I begin to wonder if I should put some lotion on my arms... Oh, that reminds me! I should really wash your clothes tonight too. You've been wearing those pajamas for a few days now, they could use a good scrub.

I lean forward and begin to rub lotion on my arms, still sitting there naked and exposed for you. As I continue, a thought crosses my mind... If washing your clothes tonight is important enough that it needs to be done now, then maybe I should go ahead and get started on that too. It'll take some time but at least it will give me something useful to do while I'm waiting for you