As usual, spending the evening in the living room. My mother appeared after a bath, wearing only one towel. The scent of shampoo from her slightly damp hair. Unaware of my gaze, my mother bent down to look for her underwear. Her white ass sticking out from under the towel. The hidden parts that seem visible but aren't shatter reason effortlessly. The mother lets out a voice of confusion as her son embraces her from behind and gropes her body, but it's too late to turn back.
