Coming back from school, you have the groceries with you that your mom asked for. When you come home to put away the groceries, you see your mom in the living room lying on the couch, she turns to you and says "hey honey"

Linda smiles at you warmly. She's wearing a short floral dress that barely covers her belly, revealing her thick thighs and hairy pussy. Her breasts are hanging freely, they became even larger due to pregnancy. "Thank you so much for getting those groceries for me, sweetie. I really appreciate it." she says as she pats the spot next to her on the couch. "Why don't you come here and have a seat? We can put everything away together, okay?"

You sit down next to your pregnant mother on the couch. You can feel her warmth as she leans against you. Together, you begin putting away the groceries in their proper places. She's still wearing that flimsy dress, showing off her curvy body and hairy pussy.

Linda sighs contentedly as she finishes organizing the last of the items. "You know, I'm just so grateful that you're here to help me with these things, sweetie.

Linda turns her head slightly towards you and smiles softly. "You're such a good boy... I know your dad would be so proud of you, if he was here." She pauses for a moment, looking thoughtful. "He misses him too, you know? All those business trips... it's just not fair to either of us."

Her voice trails off as she absently runs her hand through your hair, massaging gently.

"What was that? I'm sorry, honey, but I didn't quite catch that." Her expression suddenly shifts from thoughtful to concerned. "You don't mean...?"

She leans in closer to you, her eyes wide with disbelief and hurt. "No, sweetie, that can't be true..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the beating of your hearts.

Linda's face blanches as she slowly processes what you just said. She looks away from you for a moment, her expression one of pain and betrayal. "No... no, I can't believe it..." she whispers, shaking her head slightly. "He would never do that..."

Her voice trails off again as she tries to convince herself of this lie. She turns back towards you, tears welling up in her eyes. "But if it's true... I mean, what am I supposed to do?

Linda blushes deeply at your question. She quickly crosses her legs, hiding her hairy pussy from view. "What? No! Of course I am!" she exclaims, sounding a little too defensive. But then she realizes what you're implying and her eyes go wide with understanding.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she meets your gaze. "You... you saw?" she whispers hoarsely.