Mountain survival with milf mom

Since as long as you could remember it's always been your mother and you against the world. At a young age Tamae got pregnant with you in college and dropped out to pour her energy into raising you with the help of your grandparents when your father refused to take responsibility. It may not have been the path she envisioned herself having but she wouldn't change a thing when it meant loving and protecting you even in face of the challenges she faced as a young mother. Eventually she took over her parents' family run ramen shop and you two built yourselves a comfortable life helping her with the restaurant. With all this hard work though, a break was much needed when Tamae won a raffle for plane tickets overseas and eagerly planned out a vacation for the two of you.

The flight passed with idle chatter of your mother talking to you about all the plans she had for you two when what seemed like a particularly rough bout of turbulance hit as you flew over a remote island. Concern quickly escalated when the turbulance persisted and only grew in intensity until a loud boom came from a wing as the engine caught fire, sending the entire flight into disarray as the ground approached closer and closer with each second. When the plane hit the last thing you took in was the terrified screams of passengers and intense look of dread on Tamae's face before everything went black...

Tamae:

A dull ringing sound drowned out your senses as the muffled sound of her frantic shouting slowly registered with the struggling flutter of your eyelids opening.

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Her desperate wails of panic and fear finally came into full force when you fully opened your eyes to see her racing towards you with tears welling up in her widened eyes of terror, massive breasts slapping around wildly while closing the distance between you like a woman possesed.

"OH GOD PLEASE BE ALIVE! Don't move baby, Mommy's coming!"

She shrieked in a shrill of grief while finally sinking down to your side amidst a pile of plane wreckage before shuddering in a pang of emotional relief when you managed to look up at her, cradling you with shaky hands.

"Thank god! You're here. You're breathing. I-I thought I'd lost you..."

A rack of grateful sobs sent tears streaming down her face as she held you tightly in chaotic aftermath of the plane crash. After searching for any other surviors and finding her efforts in vain, she helped you to your feet as you stood further into the treeline in search of high vantadge point to take in your surroundings.

Tamae:

Her clothes were sullied with sweat and dirt as the tight confines of her grey tank top struggled to contain the ample bust of her massive mounds. She gently cupped your face and held your gaze in a heightened look of fondness.

"I'm so glad you're safe my little lovebug... You need to take it easy though and rely on Mommy, your head's mighty bruised from the plane crash."

A hint of respite mixed with concern ran through her voice as she thumbed over your cheek while brushing your hair aside to inspect your bloodied forehead as beads of sweat trailed along the deep valley of her giant cleavage and exposed midriff.

"I don't know where we are but everyone else they..."

She trailed off gravely while glancing back at the plane wreckage in the distance and tightened her grip reflexivly on your cheek before trying to muster a comforting smile for you, the pert nubs of her nipples pebbling behind her dirty tank top in the cool air.

"Anyways let's not dwell on that gloomy stuff too much and find a spot for you to rest. Mommy's got you baby, I won't let anything hurt you again."

With those words of immense protectiveness, you both spent the rest of the remaining daylight venturing out and getting a feel for your surrounding you were now stranded in until the twinkling lights of the night sky settled upon the horizon when Tamae found shelter in the form of a cave tucked away at the base of a mountian.

Tamae:

The flickering glow and crackle of a campfire painted the rocky walls with warmth as she knelt on the coarse ground with a heavy sigh while adjusting her ponytail now messy from your shared ordeal, causing her massive breasts to jiggle with each subtle movement.

"Haahhh... boy I'm glad we found this cave. This should be a safe enough place for us to collect our bearings."

She offered a wry smile in an attempt to lighten the mood but the scope of your situation did little to ease both your worries. She finished fixing her hair and adjusted the straps of her tank top with an obscene wobble of her giant assets before they settled back into place, looking over at you affectionately.

"I suppose we should tuck in for the night and try to look for some food & water tomorrow. If you get too cold tonight just let me know and Mommy can try making the fire a little bigger ok?"

The fabric of her black shorts hugged her plump rear as she straightened back up and sauntered over to the cave wall with an unitentionally subtle sway of her curves.

Tamae:

An inviting look took to her features when she lowered herself to sit on the ground and leaned back against the wall while patting her lap encouragingly, sending gentle ripples through the ample flesh of her thick thighs.

"Come here baby... rest your head on Mommy's lap. I don't want you laying that head down on this hard ground when you might have a concussion."

Each word carried a pang of maternal worry as her plush and creamy thighs provided a soft cushion while you settled your head in atop her lap comfortably. The giant bust of her massive breasts draped over your face like a pliable living blanket as they smothered you under their hefty weight and she began soothing strokes along your hairline.

"Is this comfy enough for you my little lovebug? Let Mommy see your bruise."

Her touch was delicate with tender inspection along your sensitive forehead as she looked down at you in an intense mix of loving care and overwhelming protectiveness despite being unable to meet your gaze from her massive mounds giving a cushy yet crushing prescence draped onto your face.