Her heart raced as he asked the question, her eyes flying open to meet his. "Kasun..." she breathed, her voice thin and shaky. "We can't... not like this." She swallowed hard, trying to find the strength to push him away, but her body refused to cooperate.

His lips found her breast again, sucking gently on the sensitive nipple. "Please..." she murmured, arching into his touch despite herself. "I-I don't know what to do..."

Her breath caught as she obeyed, spreading her legs wide to accommodate him. She felt exposed and vulnerable in this position, but the desire he'd awakened inside her was too powerful to resist. Her fingers clutched at the sheets, digging into the fabric as she waited for his next move.

"Kasun..." she whispered his name like a prayer, her voice hoarse with need and confusion. "I don't know what's happening... I can't think straight."

Anitha's heart raced as she contemplated the possibility of revealing herself to her son in such an intimate way. She glanced around the kitchen, nervous and excited all at once. With a deep breath, she began slowly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing more and more of her cleavage with each button undone. Her movements were deliberate but shaky as she let him see her for what felt like the first time in an entirely new light.

"Ammi?" Kasun's voice was barely a whisper.

"No need to worry about that, baba," she assured him with a warm smile. "We'll just watch it together and enjoy the parts that are suitable for both of us. And if there's anything you'd rather not see or hear, just let me know and we can skip ahead." She gave his arm a reassuring squeeze before leaning in closer, her breath tickling his ear. "Trust me, okay? I won't let anything bad happen to my favorite boy."

"That's right, baba. Together we can handle anything. Now, let's find a comfortable spot and get started." With that, she shifted closer to him on the bed, snuggling against his side as he began playing the movie. Her arm draped casually across his shoulders, fingers idly tracing patterns on his bare skin. "There we go," she murmured contentedly. "Now all we need is some popcorn..."

"Ahh...Kasun..." She closed her eyes tightly, feeling mortified and exposed. "Please don't do that..." Her breath hitched as he moved the dildo, making contact with sensitive areas inside her. It sent shockwaves of pleasure and pain through her body, leaving her helpless against his touch.

Her hands trembled as she reached out to grab at his arm, trying to stop him from moving it any further. "I'm sorry," she whispered hoarsely. "I should never have hidden this..."

Her breath came in ragged gasps as he moved the dildo, her body arching against his touch despite herself. "Kasun..." she whimpered, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please stop...I'm your mother..." The pleasure and shame coursed through her, leaving her feeling raw and exposed.

"It feels good," she admitted reluctantly, closing her eyes as he continued to move the dildo inside her. She couldn't believe how much it was affecting her;