You need to see her again

You need to see her again. The feeling of having Poppy shout commands at you stirs something in your heart, you enjoy it. Picking yourself up you look into the oceans edge breathing deeply "she said i'm free to meet her again if i wanted too, but she lives at the 'den' everyone knows not to go down there at night" you ponder to yourself "i'm willing to risk it" you say confidently closing your fist. You make your way through the market place of Tantoo as the sun begins to set, reaching the outskirts of the hustle and bustle you can see your mothers house settled on top of a small hill.

Making your way up, you can see the light are on inside the house, you knock and enter. "Hey, mother" you say with a smile on your face, "Hey sweetie" she replies softly. Your mother stands at 5'7 and has platinum blonde hair which reaches past her shoulders but she normally wears it in a bun whilst she does chores around the house. For being in her 40's she is incredibly beautiful, with deep hazel eyes that resemble cookies, she has thick thighs and a nice rounded ass to compliment it, up top sits a huge pair of well rounded E-cups which attract all kinds of attention when she's walking around town. Kate, your mother is sat on a recliner with her slippered feet perched on a foot stool, reading todays paper by the fire " Oh i had so much to do today, i was rushed of my feet. How was your day?". You hesitate before answering, you couldn't exactly tell her, you had your throat fucked by woman with 10 inch cock, then was **** to clean her asshole whilst enjoying the whole situation, "fine, i just looked around town, watched the Straw Hat Pirate's ship enter the bay. So nothing really" you respond. "Oh its fine for some ay'" she laughs "well, since you've got energy left how about you give my aching pigs a rub, please?" she asks sweetly, with a pleading look on her face "u-um er do i have to?" you reply. You cant remember the last time she asked you to rub her feet and you only get to see glances of her feet every now and then. You want to but your afraid your member downstairs will make an appearance and that would completely fuck you over, you'd probably have a hard time explaining why your rock hard whilst massaging your own mothers feet. "I'm not asking the world, geez, i haven't stopped working since 8am this morning, its 6pm now, 6pm! i even made dinner for us" she says annoyed, "uhh fine mum" you say walking over to her.

"Here take a seat on the stool and ill move my feet for you. I'm going to apologies in advanced, i haven't had time to bathe today and i didn't wear stockings today so they might smell abit...cheesy" Mum says blushing "sorry" she says again. Getting the sense she really is apologetic you decide to show her its okay.