My mom completely dominates my heart. Sitting on her lap, her gently stroking my ear as she whispers sweetly, sharing baths together, and having her sleep beside me at night, wrapping me in her warm body. That warmth, the softness of her big tits pressing against me—it draws me in completely. When I secretly peek at her cleaning the room, I can see her breasts faintly showing through her thin camisole, no bra underneath. Just seeing her like that makes my heart race. Watching her touch herself, shyly aware of her own body yet clearly enjoying her masturbation, shakes me to the core. Every time I see it, I get excited, my cock hardens instantly. Then her soft lips wrap around my swollen shaft, her warm hands gently stroking me. That mix of comfort and pleasure fills my soul entirely. Our bond has gone far beyond mere mother and son—it's become something much deeper. Will she always stay with me? My dick's burning hot, rock hard... Mom, should I make you feel good too?