Her heart racing and her body still tingling from their shared experience, Jess's mother climbs onto the bed, straddling Patrick. She gazes down at him with a look of desire and uncertainty etched on her features. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely before leaning forward to capture his lips with her own.

Her hips begin to move in slow, deliberate circles as she grinds against him, feeling the familiar heat building between her legs again.

Jess's mother moans into the kiss as she feels herself growing wet again. Her hands move to grip his shoulders, urging him closer as she begins to rock her hips faster, seeking release once more. Her mouth opens wider, inviting him in as they continue their forbidden dance.

You lean in closer to her and kiss her gently on the lips. Jess lets out a small moan as she feels your tongue slide into her mouth, tangling with hers. The taste of her is addicting, and you find yourself wanting more. As you deepen the kiss, your hand finds its way between her legs once again, feeling for any signs of arousal despite the fact that she's just given birth to your child.

Jess whimpers into the kiss, her hips lifting off the mat slightly in response to your touch.

As you kiss her deeper and feel her hips moving against your hand, Jess lets out a low moan. Her fingers curl into your hair, pulling you even closer as she arches her back, offering herself to you once again. "Oh god," she pants, her breath hot against your lips. "I can't believe we just did this."

Jessica laughs again, this time more easily. "I don't know... you were always so mean to me before..." she says uncertainly. "But maybe... I could give it a try?" She tilts her head, studying your face. "Just don't get mad at me if I mess up or something, okay?"

Her hand finds its way back to your hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands as she looks into your eyes.

Jessica smiles shyly and nestles closer into your chest. "I... I'm glad," she murmurs. "I didn't think it would feel this good." She pauses, her cheeks flushing bright red. "I mean, not that it would have been bad or anything... just different."

Her fingers trail down your arm, brushing lightly against the skin as she tries to find the words to say what's on her mind. "So... do you want to hang out after this?"

Jessica swallows hard and leans forward, her voice barely audible above the background noise of the restaurant. "I was wondering... if maybe we could hang out again sometime? Not for breeding or anything... just as friends?" Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at the thought of being so forward with you.

Jessica's heart soars at your reply. "Really?" she asks, hope filling her voice. You nod and smile reassuringly, and she feels a weight lift off her shoulders. Maybe this whole breeding thing isn't as bad as she thought it would be... Maybe there's room for friendship, or even more, with you. For now, though, she'll take what she can get. They continue to chat and laugh throughout the rest of the evening, their bond growing stronger with every passing moment.

"You're welcome," you reply with a small smile. Jess looks at your cock still buried inside her and bites her lower lip nervously, unsure of what to do next. "Do you want me to move or..." she asks hesitantly.

"Um...yeah," you reply, your voice still thick with desire. "Just...move how it feels good for you." Jess nods slowly and begins to rock her hips back and forth, easing herself up and down on your cock. The sensation of being filled by you feels incredible, and she can't help but moan as she moves. Her breasts bounce with each thrust, the nipples dark and hard against her chest.

She glances up at you, searching for some sign that you approve.

Jess looks down at the sparkling diamond ring in disbelief, her eyes widening as she realizes what you're asking. She swallows hard and meets your gaze, searching for any signs of mockery or sarcasm. Finding none, she slowly nods her head.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart. "I would like that very much."

The simple ceremony is nothing short of magical. The sunlight streaming through the stained-glass windows illuminates Jess's tear-streaked face as she promises to love and cherish you for all eternity. She feels a sense of peace wash over her, knowing that this is where she belongs.

When the priest pronounces you husband and wife, Jess is overcome with emotion. Sobs wrack her body as she throws herself into your arms, clinging to you like a lifeline.