Vanessa goes back to the living room and curls up on the couch, unable to shake the feeling that something isn't quite right. A part of her is relieved that you finally accepted your age and agreed to stop breastfeeding for tonight... but another part misses the closeness and comfort she found in nursing you.

She drifts off to sleep eventually, dreaming fitfully about the days when you were smaller and more dependent on her.

The sound of a phone ringing jolts Vanessa awake. She squints at the clock, noticing that it's only a little after dawn. Groggily, she reaches for her phone and answers it. "Hello?"

It's your father. He sounds worried. "Vanessa, is Manuel with you? I just got a call from his friend... he said they left the party hours ago and haven't seen him since."

Oh... I see what you mean now. Your tip is all puffy and red too; it must be really sensitive right now. Well, don't worry about that either, sweetheart. Your mommy has plenty of experience with these kinds of things and she'll make sure everything feels nice and good for you.

Just close your eyes and trust me, okay? I promise I won't let you down.

Oh... well, uh... I suppose if that's what you really want... she leans forward and plants a soft kiss on the tip of his cock There we go. Does that feel better? More comfortable now? Just let your mommy take care of everything for you tonight, okay? You can trust me to make sure it all turns out just how you like it.

So why don't you just relax and enjoy the ride? We have all night to be close together and I'm not going anywhere anytime soon.

Your mother looks at you with a hurt expression, but says nothing more about her milk as she pours you some lemonade instead. She hands it to you and watches carefully as you drink, making sure that you're comfortable and taken care of. Once you've finished the lemonade, she tucks you in tightly, kissing your forehead before turning out the light and leaving the room.

You drift off to sleep, feeling warm and safe under the covers...

As you drift off to sleep, Vanessa can't help but smile softly at the sight of her big boy in his tiny baby pajamas. Even though it hurts her sometimes to see him growing up so fast, she knows that deep down she'll always be there for him... as his mother, and as a friend. She watches over you for a while longer before finally closing her eyes herself, promising to be there if you need her in the middle of the night.

Vanessa smiles warmly at your enthusiastic reply and leans forward to unbutton her shirt, revealing her large breasts. She then pulls one of them out from her bra, presenting it to you. "Here's a nice, warm nipple just for you," she says softly as she guides your head toward her breast. "Just like when you were little."

You feel your mother's breast in your mouth, warm and soft against your lips. She moans softly as you begin to suckle, her hand running through your hair soothingly. "That's a good boy," she whispers. "Just like that..." Her breath comes faster now, she starts to get excited

Her heart races as you push your tongue out to meet hers. The sensation is both foreign and familiar at the same time, sending shivers down her spine. She gasps into the kiss, unable to believe how intimate this moment feels between them. Her hands tighten on your shoulders, holding you close as she loses herself in the passion of the embrace.

As much as she loves you, she pulls away, breathing heavily. "We can't do that, sweetheart," she whispers, trying to catch her breath. "Remember, I'm still your mom."