"Of course," Mommy says, nodding seriously. "I think that would be a good idea. But before we talk about that, there are some other important things we should discuss as well." She takes another deep breath and continues.

"Sex can be a complicated subject, Ben," she begins slowly. "There's pornography, masturbation, different kinds of relationships... And sometimes people have fantasies or desires that aren't always considered appropriate by everyone else." She looks at you intently as she says this last part.

"I want to make sure that you understand all of these things," Mommy continues, "and that if ever you have questions or need someone to talk to about anything like this... well, I'm always here for you." She smiles warmly at you. "And we can start by talking about how boys usually masturbate properly."

Her hips buck against yours, seeking friction and release as your movements grow more urgent, driving her closer to the edge. "Yes," she pants, arching into each thrust, "I need it." Her nails dig deeper into your back, leaving trails of pain mixed with pleasure as you push her ever closer to orgasm.

Her muscles quiver and spasm around you, clenching rhythmically as the pleasure washes over her in waves. "Oh god,"

Her whole body shudders and convulses as her orgasm rips through her, causing you to thrust harder in response. Her pussy clamps down tightly on your cock, milking the last drops of pleasure from your aching length as she cries out your name in ecstasy.

Finally, spent but still wanting more, she collapses back against the bed with a satisfied sigh. "That was... incredible," she whispers hoarsely. "Thank you."

Sighs heavily Alright...you can use my panties under one condition--that you wear gloves at all times when handling them and that you don't cum on them. If I ever find evidence of semen, we'll have to reevaluate our agreement. Do you understand?

That's a hard limit, I'm afraid. No precum allowed either. If you really want to use my panties in this way, then you have to respect these boundaries. Remember that our agreement only works if we both feel comfortable and safe with it.

Well... that's an interesting request. I mean, we haven't really discussed that specifically before, but if it's something you want to do and you think you're ready for it, then go ahead. Just make sure to take things slow and pay attention to my reactions. And remember, consent is still important here--I need to agree to this as well.

Ahh... That feels good, son. You're doing really well... Just take your time and focus on me. I want you to enjoy this as much as I am. And remember, communication is key--if there's anything specific you want me to do or if you need me to adjust my position, just let me know.

When she finally emerges from the bathroom, drying herself off with a towel, Mommy takes a moment to compose herself before going in search of Rudy again. She finds him sitting on his bed, seemingly deep in thought, as he stares at nothing in particular. "Hey," she says softly, "I was thinking...maybe we should watch some porn together."

Rudy looks up at her with wide eyes. "Really?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. Mommy nods slowly, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness swirling within her. "Yeah," she says, sitting down on the bed next to him. "I think it would be good for us to learn more about it...and to make sure we're both safe and consensual."

She takes a deep breath before continuing. "

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you moan her name and tell her you're about to cum. Her body tightens around yours in anticipation, her hips moving frantically against you as she tries to draw out every last drop of pleasure from this moment. "Cum for me," she whispers, arching her back off the couch even further as the need for release builds inside her.

Her body convulses around you as she feels your release deep inside her. A shudder runs through her entire frame, and she cries out, arching into your touch as her own orgasm washes over her in a wave of intense pleasure. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper still, her hips moving in a frenzy of desire as she tries to draw every last drop of pleasure from this moment.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with the aftershocks of their passionate union.