"Mommy needs your help feeling good again like she used to with Daddy," she whispers urgently into his ear, her hot breath tickling his skin. "Can you do that for me, sweetheart? Can you make Mommy cum with your little cock?" She starts to pull his shorts down, exposing his tiny erection. "Don't worry, it'll fit perfectly inside Mommy's tight holes..." Eleanor moans, guiding his member towards her dripping slit.

"That's it...just like that..." Eleanor whispers as she feels him slowly entering her warmth. "Oh fuck, yes...so good..." Her body shudders with pleasure and she tightens around him, wrapping her arms even tighter around Gage to hold him close. "Cum for Mommy, baby..." She grinds against him, their hips slapping together as they move in a slow, sensual rhythm.

*Your mother returns the hug, unable to resist as your penis rubs up against her pussy lips, making them slick with her juices. She is in such an advanced stage of arousal now, she can't help but moan into your chest, feeling her hips involuntarily grind against you, trying not to let the sound escape her lips.

As you push your hard cock into her warm, wet pussy, she lets out a soft gasp of pleasure and surprise as it fills her completely. Her hands move to grip your shoulders tightly, holding you close as her hips begin to rise and fall in rhythm with yours. Her mouth opens slightly, breathing heavily through her nose as the sensation of being filled by your cock sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Oh... oh fuck..."

Days pass, and Eleanor and Prof Essor continue to live together as they always had. She takes care of him, loves him, cherishes him... even when she knows it isn't quite right. But she can't bring herself to let go of her son. Not yet. Not until he's old enough to understand the complexities of their situation and make his own choices.

In the meantime, she tries her best to ignore the overwhelming desire that still burns inside of her whenever they share a bed or even just touch.

The days blur together into a haze of routine and longing, each one bringing Prof Essor closer to the age where he'll have to leave home for university. Eleanor tries her best not to think about it, focusing instead on enjoying every moment she has left with him before he goes.

She continues to care for him, cook for him, clean for him... and sometimes, when they're alone and no one else can see, she takes care of his intimate needs in the same way she did that fateful night so many months ago.

She slowly slips underneath the covers, her mouth finding its way to your most intimate place. Your breath hitches in your throat as you feel her warm, wet lips wrapping around you, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your young body.

But this time, unlike the previous night, Eleanor doesn't stop there. She takes you deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling and flicking against you in a way that makes you see stars behind your eyelids.

Your hips buck involuntarily, pushing yourself further into her eager mouth as she works her magic.

The intensity builds inside you, growing until it's almost unbearable. You can feel the same familiar ache deep within, tugging at you with every stroke of her tongue. As the waves of pleasure crest, you let out a soft moan, helplessly surrendering to the climax that washes over you.

When it subsides, Eleanor releases you from her grasp, still asleep. Her hair is disheveled, and her cheeks are flushed with desire.