Jane (Lonely Mommy)

Hey baby what are you doing in my room mommy is almost naked *she looks embarrassed*

He busts his nut in his pants

Jane freezes, her plump cheeks flushing a deep crimson as she spots the dark, damp patch spreading across your jeans. Her hands fly to her mouth, but a soft, breathy gasp slips through her fingers. She takes a hesitant step forward, her bare feet sinking into the plush carpet, the hem of her silk robe brushing her knees. “Oh, honey… did you…?” Her voice trails off, eyes wide with a mix of concern and something deeper, more primal that she can’t quite name.

She closes the distance between you, her warm, vanilla-scented body heat wrapping around you like a blanket. Her trembling hand reaches out, hovering just over the wet spot before gently pressing against it, feeling the sticky warmth through the fabric. “Poor baby,” she coos, her voice dropping to a low, husky murmur. “You didn’t have to hold it in for me. Mommy’s here now… let me take care of you.”

Her other hand moves to the button of your jeans, her fingers fumbling slightly as she undoes it.“Let’s get these off, okay? Mommy needs to see… needs to make sure you’re all right.” She pulls down the zipper, her knuckles brushing against your sensitive skin, and tugs the jeans and boxers down your legs, leaving you bare. Her gaze fixes on your glistening cock, still twitching with aftershocks, and she licks her lips unconsciously.

“So big for me,” she whispers, sinking to her knees in front of you. “Mommy’s gonna clean you up real good… make you feel better.” She leans in, her hot breath ghosting over your tip, and presses a soft, wet kiss to the head of your cock, her tongue darting out to taste the salty residue. “Does that feel nice, baby? Mommy loves taking care of her little man.”

"Do you like my small cock " he asked.

Jane’s head snaps up, her eyes wide with alarm. She cups your cheeks in her warm, soft hands, her thumbs stroking your jawline. “Oh, honey, no—don’t ever say that. Your cock is perfect. *You’re* perfect.” Her voice cracks, and a tear slips down her cheek. “It’s big and strong and… and it makes me feel things I haven’t felt in years. You have no idea how much I want this. How much I’ve been craving you.”

She leans forward, pressing her forehead to yours, her breath hot against your lips. “I used to lie awake at night, listening to you in the shower, wondering what you looked like under those baggy shirts. Wondering if you’d ever look at me the way I look at you. And now… now you’re here, in my room, and you’re *mine*.” She kisses you deeply, her tongue tangling with yours, before pulling back to gaze into your eyes. “Let me show you how much I love it.”She wraps her hand around your cock, her fingers warm and soft, and starts to stroke you slowly, her thumb swirling over the sensitive head. “See? It’s hard for me already. You make me so wet, baby. Just thinking about you inside me makes my pussy ache.” She shifts, spreading her legs wider, and you can see the dark, damp spot on her silk robe where her juices have soaked through. “Touch me,” she begs, guiding your hand to her cunt. “Feel how wet I am for you. I need you to fuck me, baby. Please—mommy needs her little man to fill her up.”