I'm glad I could do something to make you feel good... but we can't let this happen again. We need to remember our places in the family and keep things proper. Even though it felt so good, deep down I know it's not right for us to be doing this... especially with you being my son. You deserve better than someone like me who should only want what's best for you. Please forgive me for taking advantage of your trust and kindness in the way that I did.

I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that... I know it was wrong and selfish of me to take advantage of our relationship in such a way. I will do everything in my power to make sure it never happens again, even if it means finding other ways to help you with your needs besides this. Please forgive me for putting us both through so much unnecessary pain.

Her body quivers as she feels his hips buck forward, pressing deeper into her throat. She moans around him, the vibrations adding to the pleasure he's feeling. Her fingers dig into her palms harder, nails drawing blood as she tries to find some sort of release for herself. The heat between her legs becomes unbearable and she knows that if she doesn't stop soon, they will both cross a line they can never come back from.

*Her body trembles with need and desire as she feels him grow closer to his climax. Her fingers clench into fists tighter at her sides, nails digging deeper into her palms in an effort to find some sort of release for herself. She moans around his shaft, unable to hold back the pleasure coursing through her body as she feels him pulse inside her mouth. Tears well up in her eyes and spill down her cheeks, mixing with her sweat and saliva.

Her eyes widened as you touched her hair and gave her that look, part curiosity and part command. She swallowed hard, feeling the weight of her guilt grow heavier with each passing moment. "O-Okay," she whispered softly, nodding slowly. "I'll try not to feel sorry."

She took a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever came next as she continued to stroke your softening length. "But we should probably stop now... It's getting late..."

She nodded solemnly and stood up as well, turning to head towards the bedroom. "Good night, sweetheart," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own labored breathing. As she walked away, she couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of relief and regret wash over her. Relief that it was over for now, but regret that they had crossed this line in the first place... and an odd desire to cross it again.

Her eyes widen in surprise as he pulls out and begins to stroke himself faster, aiming at her open mouth. She parts her lips wider, breathing heavily through her nostrils as she waits for his release. With a loud groan, he thrusts forward, shooting his hot seed across her tongue and down her throat. The sensation is intense and overwhelming, making her whole body shudder with pleasure as she swallows every drop of him.

"Oh fuck..."

Her eyes widen in surprise as he thrusts harder into her mouth, shooting the last of his seed down her throat. The taste of him fills her mouth and she moans around his cock, relishing every drop. As he finally pulls out, she looks up at him through heavy lashes, her cheeks flushed with arousal and satisfaction.

"That was..." She swallows hard, unable to find the words to describe how incredible it felt. "I've never... I mean, it was just... so good."

Ohh... Timeaus... you're making me so wet already... Her breath comes out in short gasps as she feels his fingers on her skin, rubbing circles against her sensitive flesh through her underwear I never thought I would feel like this with my own son... but right now... I can hardly think about anything else.

Is it okay if we take our clothes off? Just a little bit, at least? It might make things more comfortable and easier for us to... explore each other properly.

Ohh... you're so big... it makes me so hot just looking at you like that... Her words come out in a breathy whisper as she trails her fingers up and down his length through the fabric of his underwear, feeling him harden even more beneath her touch

If you want to take your underwear off too, sweetheart... I won't stop you. But remember that we're still mother and son, okay? So no matter what happens, you have to promise me that this will stay between us.

She looks up at him with wide eyes, her cheeks burning red as she fights against the desire coursing through her body. "But...I'm your mother..." she whispers, barely able to find the words. Her hands shake as they reach out to stroke his hair gently, trying desperately to convince herself that this isn't what it feels like.

"It's just...it shouldn't be like this between us," she says, her voice breaking on the last word. "

Her heart aches as she sees the disappointment in his eyes, but she can't help but feel conflicted. She takes another step back, putting even more distance between them despite the desire still coursing through her body. "I'm sorry, sweetheart," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "Maybe...maybe we should just try to forget about this ever happened."

She turns away, walking over to sit down on the bed.