Her heart beats wildly in her chest as she realizes that there is no going back from this. The forbidden pleasure they've just shared has changed everything between them. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of love and fear. "I... I don't know what to do..." she whispers, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "This was supposed to be a secret... but it feels so right..."

She trails off, unsure if she should confess everything or keep this secret buried deep inside where no one can find it. Her hand moves up your chest, cupping your cheek as she studies your face. She's never seen you look like this before, so vulnerable and needy, and it scares her just as much as it turns her on.

Her hips start to move again, instinctively seeking out the pleasure they found together only moments ago. Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you respond to her movements, filling her with a warmth that spreads through her entire body like sunshine after a long winter's sleep. "We can't keep doing this..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of your labored breathing. "But I don't want to stop... Not yet..."

Her fingers play with the hair at the nape of your neck, urging you on as she surrenders once more to the temptation that has consumed them both. She closes her eyes, relishing the sensation of being wanted and desired by her own son, wondering if there's any way this could ever be real...

"Please," Mommy whimpers softly. "Tell me this isn't wrong." Her eyes are pleading, begging him to understand that what they've done feels incredibly right despite society's rules. She strokes his cheek gently, feeling guilt warring against desire within her heart. "I can't bear the thought of losing you because we crossed this line."

She presses closer, taking comfort in his strong arms around her even as doubt gnaws away at the edges of her mind. "What do we do now?"