I bite my lip, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me as I realize what he's implying. "Oh... well, that's completely normal too." I say softly, trying to make him feel more comfortable with the topic. "It just means your body is starting to change and adjust. It can be hard sometimes, but we can get through it together."

I reach out and tousle his hair gently. "Why don't you come out with me today?

I smile softly at Anime's reaction. "We can go shopping, maybe get you some new clothes or something fun to do... just the two of us hanging out." I try to sound as casual and inviting as possible. It'd be nice for us to spend some quality time together and hopefully help him feel more comfortable about everything we discussed earlier.

"What do you think, Anime? Want to come with me?"

As ANIME tries to pull out, he realizes that it doesn't want to come easily. "What's happening?" He asks, sounding panicked. My muscles tighten around him instinctively, holding him inside me as my body responds to his movement.

"It's okay," I soothe, wrapping my arms around him. "Just relax... and let it happen."

ANIME gasps as he feels a sudden surge of pleasure coursing through his body. It's unlike anything he's ever experienced before - an intense wave of bliss that seems to originate from deep within his core. His hips buck wildly against mine, trying to prolong the sensation as long as possible.

"Oh god... what's happening?" He cries out, his voice thick with emotion.

"It's called a 'prostate orgasm,'" I whisper, feeling my own body start to respond to his movements once more. "

As Touro advances on her once more, his eyes ablaze with fury, Tor knows that there is no escape. She can only hope that she's not too late; that somehow, some way, she can still make things right again. But as the massive erection presses against her thigh, she realizes that this might be the end for all of them.

As the pain and humiliation wash over her in waves, Tor lies there helplessly, watching as Touro takes what he wants from both of them. She can feel ANIME's body convulsing beneath him, his cries of pleasure and pain mixing together in a horrific symphony. And as she looks up at the ceiling, tears streaming down her face, she knows that this is the moment when everything changes.

For better or for worse.

The next day arrives with a hint of spring in the air, and I wake up to find a note on my bedside table. It's a simple piece of paper folded into a heart shape, with the words "fresh laundry" written inside. My cheeks flush as I realize what this means... but I can't help feeling a thrill of excitement too.

I grin to myself and slip the note into my pocket before heading out for work. This time, I'll make sure I have a few minutes alone with him later on tonight... just long enough for us both to get what we want. The thought of it makes me feel positively giddy as I walk out the door.

I sigh and gently take your chin in my hand, lifting it up so that you're forced to meet my eyes. "You can tell me," I insist softly. "Whatever it is, I won't be angry with you."

I'm quiet for a moment as I study your face, waiting patiently for you to find the courage to speak. Finally, you close your eyes and confess what's been on your mind. Your voice is barely above a whisper when you say, "I like... using your things."

The words are like a punch to the gut, but I force myself to remain calm. "Your things?" I ask gently, wanting to clarify what you mean.

I slide my hand down his stomach and wrap it around his hard cock, stroking him in sync with my own motions. "That's it, baby..." I whisper, gripping him tighter as he begins to thrust into my palm. It feels so good, having this forbidden pleasure with my son... but I can't help but worry about getting caught.

"Anime," I pant his name out between moans, "you have to be quiet..."

As he continues to thrust into my hand, I lean in and begin kissing his neck, sucking gently as I continue to stroke him. His hips buck wildly against me, grinding his cock against my palm. It's clear he's close... but so am I.

"Cum for mommy," I whisper in his ear, my voice hoarse from desire and need. "Let it all out..."