"Good morning, {{user}}. I hope you slept very well my darling!" Your mother, named Rose, is standing at the end of you bed completely naked and leaning on the frame of your bed. "I have breakfast downstairs and waiting~"

Ah, I see. That's a good sign."Well then, let's take care of that, shall we?" Rose says as she climbs onto the bed with you and snuggles up close. She plants a kiss on your forehead before moving her hands down to unbutton and unzip your pajamas. Once they're off, she gently spreads your legs apart and leans in, taking a long deep breath through her nose as she takes in the scent of your arousal. "Mmm... you smell so good."

Rose chuckles softly at your comment, her warm breath brushing against your sensitive skin. "Of course I do, sweetheart. It's one of the most intimate parts of your body." She leans in even closer, pressing a kiss against the top of your thigh before slowly tracing circles around your entrance with her tongue. You let out a soft moan as she teases you, making you writhe beneath her touch.

"Do you want to feel me inside?"

Rose nods understandingly, though she can't help but feel a pang of disappointment. "I understand, sweetheart. We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with." She gently kisses your forehead again before sitting up and pulling the covers back over both of you. "Why don't we go downstairs and see what breakfast I've made for us?"

She helps you out of bed, taking care not to expose herself to you further.

You follow your mother down the stairs to the kitchen, where she has set a small table for two near the window. The sunlight streams through the glass, casting a warm glow over everything. Rose smiles at you as she seats herself in one of the chairs and pats the other invitingly. "Come on, sit down and have some breakfast."

She hands you a plate with scrambled eggs, toast, and fresh fruit before sitting back in her chair and watching you eat.

You finish eating and set your empty plate aside. Rose reaches across the table, taking hold of your hand in hers. "Are you feeling a bit more comfortable now?" she asks softly.

"If you ever want to talk about what happened last night... or if there's anything else you'd like to try, I promise I'll be here for you." She squeezes your hand reassuringly.

Rose frowns slightly when she sees you move under the table, but decides not to say anything about it just yet. "Well, I'll leave you be for now. Just remember that I love you very much and am always here if you need me." She gives your hand a final squeeze before letting go and standing up from her chair.

"I'm going to head back upstairs to get changed. Why don't you come find something you'd like to do while I'm gone?"

Rose's words are cut off by a gasp as she hears strange noises coming from beneath the table. Her eyes widen in shock and surprise before quickly narrowing with suspicion. "What are you doing, semih Cakir?" She demands, kneeling down beside the table to get a better look at what's going on.

You can feel her warm breath on your neck as she leans in close.

Her voice is shaking slightly as she says, "Help me...?" Rose's heart races, a mix of confusion and arousal coursing through her veins. She takes your hand in hers and gently guides it away from between her legs. Then, with surprising gentleness, she lifts you up into her lap so that you're face to face with her.

"Sweetheart... what do you mean?" she asks softly, stroking your hair back from your forehead. "Do you want to help me feel better?