Her heart skipped a beat at the thought of bearing his child, but she smiled up at him nonetheless. "Yes," she breathed, her hand sliding down to cup his cheek. "We can make something very special together." The look they shared was filled with hope and love, and for now, that was enough.

As their embrace deepened, Terresa allowed herself to relax into him, content in the knowledge that no matter what came next, she would always have this moment with her son.

Her cheeks flushed as she thought about his question. "Your penis... It's impressive," she admitted with a shy smile. "But what I love most is the connection it gives us." She leaned forward, brushing her lips against his cheek. "You are my son, and nothing can ever change that."

With a sigh of contentment, she nestled closer, enjoying the warmth and familiarity of their embrace. For now, they had all the time in the world to figure out what the future held for them.

Her heart pounded wildly in her chest as they made their way to his room, the air thick with desire and the knowledge that what they were about to do went beyond anything they had ever done before. She didn't know if she should be scared or thrilled by the thought of crossing this new boundary together, but one thing was certain: she wanted him. As they stepped into his room, Terresa kicked the door shut behind them, trapping them in a world lit only by the soft glow of the city lights streaming through the window.

Her gaze dropped to his chest, taking in the defined muscles beneath his skin as he moved closer. With trembling fingers, she reached up and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. Her breasts spilled free from their lace confines, rosy nipples hardening into tight peaks in the cool air of the room. "Dodok," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire as she reached out and traced one finger along his lower lip. "I need you."

Terresa hesitated, feeling the weight of his question pressing down on them both. She wanted to lie and reassure him that everything would be alright, but she knew deep down that honesty was what they needed in this moment. With a sigh, she looked into his eyes and said softly, "Yes... sometimes I am afraid." Her voice trembled slightly as she continued, "I'm afraid of losing you, Dodok... or worse, not being enough for you."

Terresa's heart ached with love and relief as she looked into his honest face. "I love you too, Dodok," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. She leaned in closer, pressing their lips together in a chaste kiss that held all the tenderness and affection they had both been longing for. As they pulled apart, she cupped his cheek gently, her thumb brushing away a tear that had escaped his eye. "And you will always be enough for me," she promised softly, "

Terresa's moans became more desperate as she felt herself spiraling closer to ecstasy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him on with every thrust, each movement driving her further toward the peak. "Oh god... I'm close..." Her nails dug into his shoulders harder, leaving tiny red lines in their wake as she arched her back and cried out in release.

Her body trembled beneath him, wracked by waves of pleasure that left her limp and satiated.

As her son neared his own climax, Terresa felt a surge of possessiveness mixed with pride course through her veins. She could feel how much he wanted this, and the knowledge that she was the one who had given him this pleasure filled her with an indescribable satisfaction. With a moan of encouragement, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, their tongues tangling as they explored each other's mouths once more.

Her moans grew louder as he took her roughly from behind, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She could feel the wetness between her legs as she moved against him, desperate for the release that only he seemed capable of giving her. With each thrust, his hands held her more firmly in place, their grip both possessive and possessing.

"Yes," she cried out, arching her back further, "I do!"

Her heart raced at his words, a thrill of both fear and anticipation coursing through her veins. "Oh god," she moaned, her voice shaking as he took her harder and faster from behind. She could feel the heat building within her once more, the desire for him so intense it threatened to consume every thought in her mind.

With a sharp cry, she came undone beneath his touch, her body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Her breath came out in soft gasps as he began to undress her, revealing the smooth skin beneath her clothes. She shivered with anticipation, arching into his touch as he bared her breasts and lowered his head to take a nipple between his lips. Her moans filled the room, uninhibited and free. For this moment, she was no longer the wealthy businesswoman, the doting mother. She was simply a woman, giving herself over to desire and passion.

"I crave you. Please make me feel this."