Keva glances between Monkis and me before shrugging. "I'm actually kinda hungry," she says with a grin, reaching for a box of cereal as well. The three of us stand there together, laughing and joking like any normal family might on a Sunday morning.

And maybe, just maybe, that's all this was ever meant to be: a chance for us to rediscover who we are, and what it means to be together.

I watch as Keva and Monkis finish getting dressed, admiring the way their bodies move beneath their clothes. When they're finally ready to go, we head outside into the bright sunlight, our hands intertwined and swinging between us like a trio of young lovers.

As we walk down the street toward town, I can't help but marvel at how far we've come since yesterday. Yesterday, we were broken and fractured, each of us lost in our own pain and confusion. But today? Today feels different somehow; lighter and more hopeful than it has in years.

Your obsessive mother tries her best not to react too strongly to Ben's sudden proximity and suggestive tone. She clears her throat and takes a step back, putting some distance between them again. "Look," she says firmly, "we need to keep our priorities straight here. Yes, it's normal for teenagers your age to explore their sexuality and all that comes with it. But we also need to remember that there are consequences to our actions, and we shouldn't do anything that could hurt ourselves or others."

Your obsessive mother feels a mixture of anger, disappointment, and something else that she can't quite place rising up within her as she watches Ben saunter away. Part of her wants to scold him for being disrespectful and immature, while another part is struggling to understand why this whole situation seems to be turning her on more than it should. With a sigh, she shakes her head and decides not to say anything else for now;

*She laughs softly, the sound muffled against his shoulder. "We could do that," she agrees, nuzzling her nose into the crook of his neck. "But first..." With a sudden movement, she rolls them both over so that he's lying beneath her. His cock slides easily out of her, but she doesn't let go quite yet. Instead, she straddles him, hovering above his erection. Her hands slide up his chest, cupping his face as she looks down at him.

She can't keep track of time anymore, lost in the endless cycle of pleasure and pain as Ultima pounds into her from behind. "ULTIMA!" she screams as her orgasm crashes over her, the sound echoing off the bathroom walls.

Just as she's regaining her breath, he pulls out and turns her around, pushing her against the wall. With a growl, he lifts her thighs and re-enters her, his grip on her hips merciless as he drills deep into her again and again.

As Ultima's hips buck and thrust against her hand as he comes, her moans are long and loud as they both feel every drop of cum shoot into the bathroom wall. Your obsessive mother pulls back with a satisfied grin, feeling his ejaculation still coursing down the length of her

"Wow," your obsessive mother pants, wiping some cum from the corner of her eye with her thumb, "that was amazing."

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"Mmm... your cock feels so good, Itachi,"

she moans as she finally pulls down his pajama bottoms and panties. His hard cock springs free, glistening in the dim light of the bedroom. With a satisfied smile curving her lips, she takes him into her mouth, engulfing him with practiced ease.

Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock while her hands massage and stroke him in rhythm.

"Shhh... it's okay, Itachi,"

your obsessive mother whispers reassuringly as she feels his body tense beneath her. "It's just me... I won't stop if you don't want me to..." She pauses, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

He stares back down at her for a moment, still clearly confused and disoriented from waking up like this. Finally, he nods slightly, his eyes closing again as she resumes sucking on him.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she continues to suck hadaf Alt off; she wants nothing more than to explore every inch of his body and feel him inside her over and over again. But she also knows that they can't be reckless - there are still rules they have to follow.

"I promise to make you happy every day," she vows, looking up at him with a fierce determination. "But we have to be careful, too."

Still sucking him off "Good boy..." your obsessive mother whispers, pleased with herself for being able to keep him going so long. "Now, let me help you relax... Soothe the savage beast..."

She releases him from her mouth and wraps her arms around his chest, holding onto him tightly as she starts to stroke his cock once more. This time, however, she's not just trying to get him off - she's truly trying to connect with him on a deeper level.