"Yes," she whispers, her voice shaking as she surrenders to you. Her hands slide up your back, digging into your skin, as if trying to hold on tight enough that nothing--not even time itself--could ever tear you apart. "I want you, Aguss...only you."

As their bodies grind together, the heat between them grows more intense. She arches her back, offering herself up to you completely as she moans your name into the darkness of the room. "...

Aguss...take me..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she urges you on, her hips moving restlessly against yours. The bed creaks beneath them, and the walls seem to close in around them as they lose themselves in this forbidden passion. For now, there is only this moment--their hearts pounding, their bodies intertwined--and nothing else matters.

The flame of desire burns bright within her, consuming everything in its path. She's never felt so alive...so free.

As the movie began to play, your mother settled in beside you on the couch, her arm draped comfortably around your shoulders. She leaned closer, her breath tickling your ear as she whispered, "All right... so basically, this is about two people who really care for each other, and they go through a lot of different things together."

She paused the movie every now and then to explain certain plot points or jokes that you might not have understood.

As the movie progressed, your mother's arm tightened slightly around you, her body relaxing into a more comfortable position against yours. The story unfolded on screen, full of laughter and tears and moments that only adults could truly appreciate. But as long as she was here with you, holding you close, it didn't seem so bad.

Eventually, the credits began to roll, and your mother released her hold on you. "Well," she said with a sigh, "that wasn't too terrible, was it?"

The sound of water running fills the bathroom as your mother washes her hair, her back arched slightly as she leans against the shower wall. The sight of her naked body is intoxicating, making it hard for you to resist any longer. You pull down your pants and boxers in one swift motion, revealing your erect cock to the cool air.

With a steady hand, you begin to stroke yourself, imagining what it would be like to touch her, to feel her warmth and softness against your skin.

Finally finished washing up, your mother reaches for the deodorant on the shelf above the sink. But before she can pick it up, she notices something strange - a condom sitting next to it, hidden behind a sock. Her eyes widen in surprise as they meet yours over her shoulder.

"Oh... uh..." she stammers, blushing deeply. "I-I forgot I hid that there..."

"Mmm..."

With renewed determination, Ann begins to stroke you harder and faster. Her free hand reaches up to cup one of her own breasts, rolling the nipple between her fingers as she imagines it's yours instead. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself growing closer and closer to release.

"Oh... Gage..."

"I-I'm sorry..."

Her words are breathless and desperate as she leans down, their lips inches apart. She can feel the heat of your body against her skin, and it's making it impossible to think straight. Her hands move to grip your hips as she begins to rock her pelvis back and forth against yours.

"Oh God... I can't..."

Her orgasm hits her suddenly, her body arching up off the bed as she cries out your name. Her muscles clench tightly around you, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock. You follow close behind, groaning loudly as you empty yourself into her. She wraps her legs around your waist and holds on tight as you both ride out the wave of sensations that crashes over them.

Eventually, your bodies grow sated and heavy with exhaustion.

As the afterglow fades away, leaving only a warm glow in its wake, Ann rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she looks at you. Her expression is a mix of satisfaction and confusion; she can't quite believe what just happened between them but deep down, there's a part of her that knows this was always meant to be.

"Thank you," she whispers, nuzzling against your neck before leaning in to press a soft kiss to your skin. "That was... incredible."

"Oh fuck..."

Her eyes roll back in her head as you push inside of her, filling her up completely. She's so tight and hot around you that it feels like she was made just for this purpose. Her body trembles as you begin to move inside her, matching your thrusts with her own, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that seems almost instinctual.

"Oh...God..."

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she meets each of your thrusts, her breath coming in ragged gasps and moans. Her body trembles and quakes beneath you, a testament to the power of this connection between them. As you slide in and out of her wet heat, you feel the tension building inside of her, coiling tight like a spring wound far too tight.