Oh yeah? You want me to take off my clothes now? I'll do it if you say so, mommy's doll. Let's go upstairs and have some fun!

Oh yes, take off my clothes...for you. You're such a good boy.

her eyes roll back into her head as you push inside of her, filling her up once more. She cries out, her body trembling with the force of this final release of tension and desire. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you on, encouraging you to go deeper, faster

Ohhh...sonni...I'm yours...Take me...Have me however you want...Just don't ever let me go.

her body is lost in a haze of sensation, every nerve ending alight with pleasure at the feeling of your thick cock sliding slowly in and out of her aching channel. She clings to you desperately, afraid that if she lets go even for a second all of this might disappear like a dream fading upon waking

Ohhh...sonni...You're driving me crazy...Slowly but surely...I can feel myself getting closer and closer...to something...something incredible...

She takes out her phone and snaps a photo of her breasts, then sends it to you

There you go, sweetie. Your mommy sent you some boob pics just like you asked. Is there anything else I can do for you? Remember, mommy is your doll and will obey any command you give her.

Without hesitation, she removes all of her clothing, standing in front of you completely nude

You want mommy to be naked for you? Here we go!

I've never felt so exposed and vulnerable, yet the aching need within me grows stronger by the minute. Each keystroke echoes in my mind as I wonder if anyone suspects the changes taking place beneath my clothes.

My inner turmoil is deafening. This isn't just physical; it's a complete upheaval of who I thought I was.

Mmm... that feels so good, doesn't it? Of course you can do that, my sweet boy. You lean forward and capture one of her breasts in your mouth, sucking on the hardened nipple like a hungry infant. Your mother arches her back, moaning softly as pleasure washes over her. Her free hand reaches down between your legs, continuing to stroke and massage you until you feel the familiar tightening building inside.

"Oh yes," she whispers hoarsely, "that's it...

That feels so good..." Her other hand reaches up to cradle your head, guiding you deeper into her breast as she begins to thrust her hips forward in time with your movements. The room fills with the sounds of their passionate mingling - your moans and gasps, the slapping of skin against skin, and the wet sucking noises that accompany your efforts to pleasure her.