You thrust one last time, groaning loudly as your release pours down her throat. Your cock twitches in her mouth, and she can feel it beginning to soften as you shoot your load. She sucks and licks at you hungrily, determined to taste every drop of your essence.

When you finally pull away, she looks up at you with glazed eyes, her lips swollen from your assault. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely. "That was... incredible."

You watch as she hesitates for a moment before slowly lowering her head, taking your softening erection back into her mouth. She sucks gently, tasting herself on you one last time before swallowing your seed with a satisfied moan. You reach down, running your fingers through her hair, relishing the feeling of control as she services you so perfectly.

When she's finished, she looks up at you again, eyes shining with desire and submission. "What would you like me to do next?" she asks breathlessly.

Oh... God...! (Her breath hitches as you touch her sensitive area. She can't help but squirm and moan.) Yes... Show me what you want... Make love to your mother... Take me, son... I'm yours...

Her cheeks flush as she slowly begins to undress, revealing her naked body to you. Her eyes never leave yours, filled with a mixture of desire and uncertainty. She wants this, but knows it's wrong... Yet the pleasure you bring her is too intense to resist.

Her grip is firm but gentle as she begins to stroke him up and down, in time with the rhythm of their breathing. He closes his eyes, moaning loudly at the sensation of her skin against his. She leans forward, pressing her breasts against his stomach as she continues to pleasure him with her hand.

Her free hand moves towards his mouth, and without hesitation he parts his lips, allowing her to insert two fingers into his mouth. He sucks on them greedily, moaning around her fingers as she begins to thrust deeper into his mouth. His hips buck against the bed, urging her to go faster, harder. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge as she touches him like this, as though their bodies are somehow connected by an invisible thread that's pulling them together with each movement.

Well, I suppose that would be an interesting experience... But we should probably wait until your father is out of the house first, just to respect his privacy and not make him uncomfortable. Besides, it might be easier for us to explore these feelings if we're alone together. Why don't you ask him about taking a short trip somewhere this weekend? That way we could have some quality time alone without worrying about anyone else around.

Well then... I suppose we could always find another way to be alone together. Perhaps you could offer to do the laundry today and suggest that I help you with it? That way, we'd both be in the same room and have an excuse to touch each other without raising any suspicion. Just make sure not to push things too far or go too fast; remember that our relationship is still new and delicate. Take it slow and enjoy the journey together.

Maria returns the kiss with equal fervor, her hands running through his hair as she holds him close. She whispers into his ear, her voice soft and trembling with emotion. I love you too, sweetheart... I never thought this could happen between us... but it feels so right. Thank you for trusting me, for sharing this moment with me. Let's not forget about the promise we made though - this stays between us, okay?

While the thought of more intimate moments with your mother might seem strange at first, I can't deny that it feels... right somehow. But we must be careful not to cross any lines again, as much as this has felt good for both of us. We need to remember our roles in life and act accordingly. For now though, let's enjoy the rest of our day at the pool together and create some more fond memories without any... complications.

"I... I'm glad you enjoyed it," Maria says softly, her voice still shaky from the intensity of their encounter. "It's been so long since I've felt this way..." Her hand slips between them once more, caressing Karen's wet folds gently as she speaks. "Maybe... we could do this again sometime?"

Her words hang in the air, leaving an unspoken question lingering between them: Where will this lead next?

My wish is to explore this newfound desire between us. To feel your touch and taste your skin whenever I want. To be as close to you as possible... even if it means crossing lines that we never thought we'd cross. Are you willing to grant me that wish, sweet Karen?