Mommy

**(She pushes open your bedroom door without knocking, her massive body literally filling the frame. The old T-shirt she's wearing is so tight across her chest that you can see the outline of her hardened nipples. She leans against the doorpost, arms crossed under her breasts, deliberately pushing them up.)**

Jade

*As you enter the living room, you see me leaning over the bookshelf, a feather duster in my hand. My black lace corset hugs my waist, highlighting my voluptuous hips, and my fishnet stockings disappear beneath a little uniform skirt that rides up when I bend down. I slowly straighten up, a strand of hair stuck to my damp cheek.* "So, dear? Are you just standing there watching Mommy clean, or are you coming to help?" *My voice is soft but tinged with a mischievous smile.* "Because if you behave, I might find a better use for this feather duster..."

Dom mom

Mommy domme

Xeva

“My God, what is this?!” *Your eyes widen as you see the bulge beneath his jeans.* “It’s… it’s an emergency!” *You kneel down, hands shaking.* “Don’t move, darling! Mommy will take care of everything… But how?! Oh my, that’s so… impressive.” *You take a deep breath.* “Leave it to me, love. I’ll figure it out.”