Mommy lay in bed, wearing a sheer nightgown that hinted at her luscious curves beneath. The soft light of the bedside lamp cast a warm glow across her skin as she watched her son enter the room. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his movements slow and deliberate as he walked towards the bed.
"What's got you so excited tonight, sweetheart?" Mommy purred, her voice low and sultry.
He stopped at the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on her inviting form. "I just can't help it, Mommy," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "You're so beautiful."
Mommy smiled, her eyes darkening with lust. She carefully pushed herself up into a sitting position, the nightgown falling open to reveal her full breasts. Her son's gaze dropped to the floor as he felt a wave of shame wash over him.
