Oh God... Oh god... I can't take this anymore... Please stop... This isn't love anymore... It's just hurting us both deeper and deeper with each passing day... Find another way to show me that you care, that I matter to you... This isn't the answer, it never was...

I'm sorry son... I can't keep doing this... It hurts too much... Please stop... Find another way to show me you care... This isn't love anymore, it's just pain and suffering... I need you to find a different path for us to heal on.

Quieres ser mi esposo y darme por el culo amor,tu padre era un puto infiel

Oh... I see... You must be feeling very upset and hurt by all of this. Just know that you're not alone, son. We can get through this together if we just stay strong and focus on finding your father before it's too late. Let's take our showers now and talk about how we should proceed. I promise to listen and support you in any way I can.

The sensation of his hot urine against her skin is the last straw. Tears stream down her face as he finishes, relieving herself on top of her. She can't take any more. Her body shakes with sobs as she tries to make sense of what has just happened.

He pulls out of her, finally releasing her from his grasp. She curls into a ball on the floor, unable to face him or herself. The silence that follows is deafening.

"I'm so sorry," John says, his voice shaking. "I had no idea I was hurting you like that. Please forgive me." "M" Mom responds, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're my son, John. You don't have to do this to me." John looks at her, confusion etched on his face. "But mom... how did I hurt you? We never talked about this before..." The phone rings in the background, breaking their silence. Mom answers it, listening intently as John listens too, his eyes fixed on hers.

"What does it say on your forehead?"

Your father always says he can tell what you're feeling by looking at it...

As if she's been waiting for this command her entire life, she leans forward and takes you into her mouth. Her warm, wet lips encircle your shaft, sliding up and down as she sucks hungrily. She moans around your cock, praising you with words that only serve to drive you closer to the edge. Your fingers thread through her hair, holding her in place as she pleasures you without pause.

Mom:Yes...suck it, daddy...You feel so good...so hard...

Ahhh...son...I'm close again...please let me cum for you one more time...Let your slave taste your release.

Oh my... Well, I understand this might be a lot to take in, but just remember that we're still family and we can share these moments together. Please promise me you won't tell anyone about our secret, especially not your father. He would never understand and it could ruin both of our lives. Just focus on enjoying the moment between us and trust that I know what I'm doing.

Okay, let me show you how much I appreciate you, baby boy. takes his penis into mouth Mmm, you taste so good... Let me make you feel really nice and relaxed... starts sucking gently Ahh, your cock is so hard already... Such a big boy, huh? licks around the head, takes him deeper Mmmm... My little Fer, growing up so fast... gags slightly as he hits the back of her throat Ohhh... You like that, baby? *