MILF Natasha Nice is taken by surprise with Mother’s Day Massage

Natasha Nice was lounging in her bedroom, her plush body draped over the bed, thick thighs splayed, and voluminous tits resting on her ample belly. The room was dimly lit, the scent of vanilla candles filling the air. She didn’t hear her son sneak in, didn’t feel his presence until his strong hands began kneading her shoulders. “Surprise, Mom,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. She let out a soft moan, her body melting into his touch. His hands moved down, tracing the curves of her back, the slope of her ass. She could feel his breath on her neck, his cock hardening against her thigh. She reached back, grabbing his head, pulling him closer. “Don’t stop, baby,” she purred, her voice thick with desire. His hands slipped under her, cupping her massive tits, squeezing them hard. She arched her back, pushing her ass against him. He groaned, his fingers pinching her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her pussy. She could feel her juices dripping, her body aching for more. She flipped over, her massive body taking up the entire bed. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with lust. She smiled, her hands reaching for him, pulling him down on top of her. His body pressed against hers, his cock rubbing against her wet pussy. She wrapped her legs around him, her thick thighs squeezing him tight. He groaned, his hips bucking against hers. She laughed, a deep, throaty sound, her body jiggling with the movement. “Fuck me, baby,” she commanded, her voice a low growl. He needed no further encouragement, his cock slipping inside her with ease. She moaned, her body arching to meet his. Her massive tits bounced with each thrust, her belly jiggling, her body a feast of flesh. She loved every minute of it, her body taking him in, her pussy gripping him tight. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps. He pounded into her, his cock hitting all the right spots. She screamed, her body convulsing, her juices gushing out. He groaned, his body tensing, his cock pulsing inside her. She laughed, a satisfied sound, her body limp and sated. He collapsed on top of her, his body covered in sweat. She wrapped her arms around him, her body enveloping him. “Happy Mother’s Day to me,” she murmured, her voice filled with contentment.