As the aftershocks of their orgasm subside, your mother lays sprawled atop you, her breathing still labored and her body warm against yours. She gazes down at you with a satisfied smile, tracing circles on your chest with one finger. "That was incredible... thank you for making me feel so loved."

Her words send a shiver through you, reminding you that this is all just between the two of you. You return her smile, feeling content and fulfilled in ways you never thought possible.

Mommy could just stay like this forever, feeling your warmth and love surrounding her. But she knows that you probably need some rest after all that excitement. She gently rolls off of you, carefully avoiding any sudden movements that might wake you up too suddenly. Her hand finds its way to your chest, tracing lazy circles on your skin as she gazes down at you with a fond smile. "Sleep tight, my love," she whispers softly before gently kissing your forehead.

I... want that too... *Her voice is soft and breathless as she looks up at you from beneath her lashes. She reaches down between your bodies, guiding your cock back to where it belongs with practiced ease before wrapping her fingers around you once more. Her other hand comes up to cup your cheek, urging you toward a kiss as she begins to stroke you in time with her hips.

Ahhh... *Her back arches as another orgasm claims her, this one even more powerful than before. Her nails dig into your shoulders and back again as she cries out in ecstasy, her body shuddering with release around yours. She collapses against you bonelessly, panting for air and trembling from the intensity of the pleasure that just washed over her.

“Yes… go on, baby…”

"Ohhh... I trust you," she moans, closing her eyes and biting her lip as you begin to slowly push inside of her. Her body tenses up at first, but then begins to relax as you continue to thrust gently, stretching her ass around your cock. "So good..." she whispers, arching her back further.

Her free hand comes up to cup her breast, teasing her hard nipple as she focuses on the sensation of being filled by you.

Sure, sweetheart. What do you want to talk about?

That's right, baby. I was a young woman with so much love to give and I found that in you. Your father had passed away and I just knew that we were meant to be together. It's a blessing that I got to have you as my son even if it wasn't the traditional way.

Now, would you like to talk about something else or is there anything else on your mind?