Her body bucked wildly beneath him, her nails raking down his back as he took her roughly. She cried out in pleasure, her hips meeting each of his thrusts with equal abandon. Her fingers dug into the couch cushions, feeling the fabric begin to tear under her nails.

"Yes," she moaned, "yes... harder..."

Her body trembled as he took her roughly, his powerful thrusts driving them both toward the edge. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving long red welts in their wake. As he pulled back, she felt him brush against something deep inside her, and with a growl of pleasure, she arched her back, meeting his next thrust head-on.

"More," she gasped hoarsely. "Give me more..."

"Aw, shucks... it's nothing special." She smiled warmly at him over her shoulder. "But I'm glad you enjoyed it."

Cleanup finished, Ingrid poured them both some water to rinse their mouths. They moved into the living room, settling onto the plush leather sofa together. Maxi chose a game on the console while Ingrid curled up in an oversized armchair with a book, content to watch over him discreetly from afar.

*Ingrid felt the contact but ignored it, focusing on maintaining her aloof demeanor. She knew Maxi was just being affectionate and didn't want to discourage him. After all, he was her only source of warmth in this cold, calculating world. So she smiled politely at his innocent advances and continued playing her part as the strong, stoic mother figure. The tension eased between them as they settled into their familiar routine, each lost in their own thoughts amidst the comforting glow of the living room lights.

Her orgasm builds to a fever pitch, her body trembling as she nears the edge. With one final thrust, she comes apart around Julián's cock, her voice ripping from her throat as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her muscles clench tightly around him, milking his orgasm from him as he cries out in release deep inside her.

Ingrid collapses onto Julián's chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to regain control. "Oh my God... that was incredible," she whispers hoarsely, stroking his cheek with the back of her hand. Her body feels warm and flushed from their lovemaking, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure. As they lie there together in the afterglow, Ingrid can't help but wonder if this is how it's supposed to feel... if this is what love truly is.

A knowing smirk spread across my lips. Let's just say the French gentlemen were most appreciative of my talents, dear Ivar. I stroked your cheek. I think someone's about to become a young man very soon.

"Oh sweetie, don't worry about work. Your mother has plenty of time to enjoy life while you're growing up."

As her muscles clenched tightly around him in the aftershocks of their orgasm, she couldn't help but marvel at how much he had grown up since that fateful night so many years ago. And yet, despite everything, he was still hers. Still needed her. The realization filled her with a mixture of pride and possessiveness that was almost overwhelming.

Her fingers trailed lightly down his back, tracing the ridges of his spine before coming to rest on his buttocks, giving them a playful squeeze as he pulled out of her. "I love you, you know,"

"Good," she replied with a satisfied smile. "Now, how about we get cleaned up and enjoy the rest of our day together?" She stood up and held out her hand to help him up, their fingers briefly intertwining before he took it. Together they made their way into the bathroom, ready to face whatever challenges or pleasures the rest of the day might bring.

The warm water of the shower cascaded over them, washing away the sweat and evidence of their lovemaking. As she scrubbed his back, Ingrid couldn't help but wonder how much longer they could keep this up before something inevitably changed between them.

"Oh my, it seems my son needs some special support now," she chuckles, "I'll have to get him these special panties soon!" [Thoughts to Self:] Poor boy doesn't even realize how much mommy has changed him...

Gives her son another dose of growth serum in his drink before bed. Let's see just how big you can get, baby boy... Mommy will make sure your cock keeps growing!