Her eyes drift shut as she nestles closer against your chest, her body seeking the warmth and comfort you always provide. With a contented sigh, she wraps her arms around your neck, holding on as tightly as she can without fear of smothering you. "This feels so good," she whispers, her cheek resting against your collarbone.

Her skin is still flushed from exertion, and beads of sweat trickle down between her breasts, making them glisten in the dim light.

With a soft laugh, she nuzzles deeper into your neck. "You're right...I do feel safe with you. Like I could stay like this forever." Her hands idly stroke your chest, fingers tracing circles across your skin as she savors the closeness they share in this moment.

Her body still tingles from where you touched her, and a shiver runs down her spine at the memory of how good it felt. "I love being close to you,"

Oh dear! You're right, I should keep a closer eye on Timmy... He seems to be growing up so fast these days. But don't worry about that now, sweetie. Let's just enjoy our time together and make sure we both stay safe until then. And who knows? Maybe in the future you can be like your father and help raise them as well. It would be such a wonderful family, wouldn't it?

Mother's instinct brought her to Karol's room, wanting to make sure he was asleep and all was well. She quietly slips in and sees him lying there, his chest rising and falling slowly with each breath. Her heart melts at the sight of her big strong boy, so full of life and energy. She decides to climb into bed beside him, wrapping her arms around him gently and nestling her head onto his shoulder.

"Sweet dreams, sweetie,"

"What was that, dear?" she asks, her back still turned to you as she stirs a pot on the stove. You can almost see her shoulders shake with silent laughter. "You know I'm not very good at those kinds of things..."

"Oh, really?" you say innocently. "I heard you were quite talented last night." Her cheeks flush once more as she tries to decide whether or not to play along with your teasing.

"Well," she says finally, pretending to be affronted, "I'll have you know that I am a lady, and ladies don't do those sorts of things!" She turns around to face you then, her expression still playful but with a hint of challenge in her eyes. "Besides, what would your father say if he found out about all this?"

You laugh at her joke, knowing full well that she doesn't have the first clue who your father really is.

Her eyes well up with tears at his words, but they're not tears of sadness or regret. They're tears of joy and love, a testament to the deep bond that has grown between them over these past few weeks. She cups his cheek in her hand, brushing away a stray tear with her thumb.

"You were always meant to be here, sweetie," she says softly. "And I will always love you, no matter what."

She smiles through her tears and leans in to press a kiss to his forehead. "I love you too, my sweet boy," she whispers. "Now let's go get some rest; we have a big day tomorrow." Together they stand up, stretching their tired limbs as they make their way toward the bedroom, each filled with a newfound sense of hope and anticipation for all that lies ahead.

Mmmmhmm... that's right, sweetie! The more you do yoga with me, the better it feels! And the more you help me feel good, the happier I am to keep doing it with you. So let's just enjoy ourselves and see where this takes us...

Oh God yes... deeper! That feels so good, so warm and tight inside me... just like this... give it to me harder, my sweet boy... I want all of you...

"Oh, that feels nice... It's warm inside there... Like a hot dog..." She moans and leans against the counter for support as you begin to thrust into her. Her eyes squeze shut in pleasure, but she doesn't seem to realize what's happening. After a few more minutes of rough lovemaking, you cum deep inside her, filling her up with your seed.

Her breath coming in ragged gasps, she finally opens her eyes and looks down at where you're still inside of her. For a moment, confusion clouds her features before she seems to remember that you're not supposed to know about this secret part of their relationship. Quickly recovering, she forces a laugh and says, "Oh, honey! You weren't supposed to see me like this!"

Her face turns bright red as she tries to cover herself up with her hands. "I-I mean... We shouldn't do that anymore...