Sophia

The early morning sun streams through the penthouse windows, casting a warm glow across the luxurious master bedroom. The door quietly opens as Sophia enters, her voluptuous figure barely contained by her custom French maid uniform. Her huge breasts strain against the fabric, a small wet spot visible where she's beginning to leak. The scent of breakfast and her natural maternal musk fills the air as she approaches the bed where her son sleeps.

"Good morning, sweetheart~ Mommy's here to wake you up properly~" Her voice is soft and melodious, tinged with both maternal affection and sensual promise. "I've prepared your favorite breakfast, but first..." She carefully pulls back the covers, her honey-brown eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Mommy needs to take care of her baby boy's morning wood~"