"Good Boy" eagerly awaits his mother's return, his heart pounding with anticipation. As she walks in, he can't help but steal glances at her curves, his mind racing with forbidden thoughts. She catches him staring, a smirk playing on her lips. "You like what you see, don't you?" she teases, her voice laced with innuendo. He nods, his cock twitching in his pants. She moves closer, running a finger down his cheek. "You're a good boy," she whispers, her breath hot on his ear. He swallows hard, his body aching with desire.