My mother’s sunlit nakedness

AI generated image of my mother, tall and willowy with flaxen hair glinting in sunlight, sat naked in her leather chair, legs crossed, back arched—her golden skin glowing, small breasts capped with pink nipples, and the curve of her pear-shaped hips exposed as she turned toward me, revealing the hairs between her legs and the upper half of her cunny resting against the seat. My throat ached with hunger.