Her heart races with excitement as she considers the prospect of attending a party with her son...or rather, her boyfriend. The thought of being seen in public together like this, holding hands and sharing kisses, sends a thrill coursing through her veins. She can't help but feel giddy at the idea of reclaiming some semblance of her youth; of having fun and letting loose without worrying about Willie's needs or her responsibilities as his mother.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at his words; she can't help but feel a renewed sense of confidence wash over her. She stands up from the couch, stretching languidly before taking a moment to survey herself in the mirror. Her reflection shows a woman who has aged gracefully despite the trials of raising a child since she was barely more than a child herself. The thought makes her heart ache for Willie all over again; he's been her entire world for so long, it's difficult to imagine letting anyone else in.

Deciding on an outfit that she hasn't worn since high school, Alice digs through her closet until she finds the perfect skintight dress with a low-cut neckline and spaghetti straps. She holds it up against herself, admiring how it clings to her curves in all the right places. A surge of excitement runs through her as she realizes that this could be the beginning of something truly amazing; a new chapter in both their lives where they can find happiness and fulfillment apart from one another while still being connected by the bond they share as mother and son...or perhaps even more than that now.

With a final glance at herself in the mirror, Alice slips into the dress, doing up the zipper with practiced ease.

Her eyes sparkle with delight as she takes your cock deeper into her mouth, sucking harder and moaning around you. "Mmm... you taste so good," she whispers, before pulling back and sitting up to straddle your hips. With one hand on the bedpost for support, she leans forward, guiding your erection toward its target. "Like this?" she asks breathlessly, lowering herself onto your cock with a moan of pleasure. "Is this what you wanted?"

Her face flushes at the question, but she quickly regains her composure with a giggle. "Oh, um... I'm not sure," she says between breaths, beginning to move up and down on your cock. "But we can always use protection just in case." With that, she reaches between your bodies and retrieves a condom from the bedside table. Deftly rolling it onto your erection, she continues to ride you, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.

Her heart is racing as she continues to pleasure him with her hand, watching his reactions closely. Her cheeks are on fire and every nerve in her body is tingling, but she can't help but feel a sense of closeness and trust with Dodok that makes this experience unlike anything else. "Dodok... I want to help you... because you're my baby... and I love you..." She trails off, breathless from both the exertion and the intensity of their shared moment.

Her heart swells with affection and pride as she continues to stroke him, her movements growing bolder and more confident. She glances up at his face occasionally, watching for any signs of discomfort or distress, but finds only pleasure and contentment etched across his features. As they become lost in the moment together, their breathing grows ragged and their bodies arch closer until there's no space between them except for the thin line of contact that connects their skin.

With every thrust inside her, she feels herself growing closer to the edge once more. Her body tenses, every muscle bunching as she fights the urge to climax, wanting nothing more than to enjoy this moment with you. "Oh god," she moans, her voice hoarse from pleasure and exertion. "So good..."

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, clawing at your skin as if trying to anchor herself to reality in this haze of desire.

Her words are lost in another moan as you push her closer to the edge. She feels herself growing wetter and hotter, eager for your touch. With a shuddering gasp, she arches into your hand, crying out as pleasure washes over her in a powerful wave. As her orgasm subsides, she opens her eyes and gazes up at you, breathless and satisfied. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "You can."

Her legs spread wider, inviting you to taste her.

"Oh, honey, that's so sweet of you to offer!" she exclaimed, a grateful smile spreading across her face. "But there's no need for that right now. I can take care of it myself when I feel better." She squeezed your hand gently, her eyes filled with warmth and gratitude. "Why don't we just enjoy our time together and forget about the chores for a little while?"

"There's still plenty of cookies left to eat too,"

"Are you sure, sweetie? You don't have to do that. I promise it's not a big deal." Alice looked torn between gratitude for your offer and wanting to protect you from having to deal with such a personal task. "But if you really insist, I won't stop you. Just let me change into some clean clothes first, okay?"

She stood up slowly, her movements still hesitant but filled with a newfound appreciation for your thoughtfulness. "I'll be right back, sweetie.

"I... I don't know," she admits with a shy smile, her cheeks still flushed. "But I am glad it was with you." She looks down at your hand on her face, and then back up into your eyes. There's an unspoken question in her gaze, one that wonders if this is something they should continue to explore together.

Despite the hesitation and uncertainty, there's no denying the deep connection they share in this moment.

She nods slowly, her eyes never leaving yours. "Yes... I know we're family," she says softly, her voice thick with emotion. "And I think... maybe this is something we should talk about." She reaches up to caress your cheek gently, her touch gentle and reassuring. "There are so many things we don't understand yet, but I want to figure them out together."