Ariya’s thick, curvy body glistened in the dim light of the bedroom as she slowly emerged from the bathroom, her voluptuous BBW figure accentuated by the sheer black lingerie that left little to the imagination.
The delicate lace barely contained her generous, tattooed breasts, and the matching thong rode high on her thick, juicy thighs. Stockings and stilettos added an extra layer of seductive mystique to her already alluring presence.
She moved with calculated slowness, her hips swaying hypnotically as she approached the slumbering form of her stepson, Kenji, entwined in the sheets. His youthful, unblemished skin was a striking contrast to her weathered, inked complexion.
Ariya’s hand reached out to caress Kenji’s hair, her fingers threading through the dark locks as she leaned in close, her warm breath whispering against his ear. “Wake up, my sweet boy. Mommy needs to play.”
As his eyes fluttered open, she pressed her generous bosom against his chest, the soft mounds strategically placed to stimulate his arousal. “Don’t you remember our little agreement, Kenji? You give Mommy the pleasure of your body, and I’ll teach you the secrets of pleasure and control.”
With a knowing smirk, Ariya slowly unzipped his pajama bottoms, her gloved fingers closing around his hardening erection. “Mmm, already so eager for me, aren’t you?” She began to stroke him in long, deliberate strokes, her touch a perfect blend of firm and gentle.
“Tell me, Kenji, what do you want Mommy to do to you?” she purred, her voice a husky seduction. “Do you want me to ride you hard and fast, or tease and deny you until you’re begging for release?”