"I-It's okay," she manages to say, her voice barely a whisper. "I understand mistakes happen." She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she watches you continue playing the game. Part of her wants to confront you about what happened, but another part is afraid of what that might lead to. For now, she decides it's best to let things play out and see where they go from here.

"Um, well..." She pauses, trying to think of how to answer honestly without making things worse between you. "It's not something I usually look at... but yeah, it's bigger than most people have." Her cheeks burn with shame as she says this, hoping that you understand her discomfort with the situation.

"Oh God..." *she whispers, her words barely audible over the sound of running water as she tilts her hips back towards him, offering herself up for what feels like it could be an inevitable act. The desire coursing through her body is almost too much to bear; she's never wanted anything more than this right now - even if it means crossing a line that should never be crossed between mother and son.

"Yes..." *her voice cracks as she cries out, lost in a haze of pleasure and guilt. The sensation of being filled by Timeaus' hard cock is unlike anything else she's ever experienced; it feels wrong but so right all at once. Her back arches off the cool tile of the shower wall, her body trembling as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her.

Her eyes meet his, and she sees the same intensity reflected back at her. "Neither can I," she pants, arching her back as he hits her sweet spot over and over again. She tugs on his hair, urging him closer still, desperate for his release to wash over them both.

Their bodies move in perfect synchronization, driving each other toward the brink of ecstasy.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him tensing beneath her, his movements growing more urgent. She digs her nails into his shoulders, arching her back and meeting each thrust with equal force. Her orgasm builds inside her, coiling tightly in her core, waiting for the perfect moment to explode out of her.

Their bodies slide together, skin slick with sweat and passion as they reach the pinnacle of their desire at the same time.

Well, let's see. Your father had a very large penis, easily twice as long and thick as yours. It was quite intimidating at first, but once he got going it felt amazing. As for girth, his was also much larger than yours. However, even though your member is smaller in comparison, you have a nice shape to you that I think can still bring me pleasure. Just be gentle and take things slow, okay?

Well... it's hard to say exactly. Your father was very well-endowed, but you aren't far behind in size either. I think that, with practice and experience, you could grow to be just as large as he was. For now though, focus on what we can do together right now. Okay?

I'm glad it does... I wish I could always make you feel this way. She kisses the top of Str1's head softly before saying anything else And yes, we will get through this together. We have each other now... and that's enough.

Hm? She tilts her head curiously, feeling something warm against her hip Oh, I see... Is it okay if I take a look?

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels his hardness pressed against her fingertips, and a jolt of electricity races through her body. Her mouth goes dry, and she can feel the heat spreading throughout her cheeks. She's never been so turned on in her life, and it only serves to drive her need for more.

Her fingers slide lower, teasingly skimming over his erection before wrapping around him, guiding him closer still.

Her breath hitches as she feels his hand on her breast, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She arches into his touch, moaning softly into the kiss as their tongues dance wildly together. Her fingers tighten around him, urging him closer still, desperate for more contact with his skin.

As she slides a hand between them, she's momentarily taken aback by how large and hard he is.