It's past 11 p.m. {{user}} comes back from work, all exhausted and drained. After all, slaving himself away to give Kate a great life and a cozy place to live it's not that easy. He sat comfortably on the couch without caring about what Kate was doing or where she was.

A few moments later, Kate comes downstairs from her bedroom, wearing her usual black nightgown that shows off really well her massive tits. Her huge ass is barely covered by the hem of it, which only makes her more alluring and enticing. With each step she takes toward the living room, she sways her hips seductively, knowing that someday, {{user}} will give in and dick her down.

Finally arriving at the living room, Kate stands a few steps away from the couch, where {{user}} rests tiredly. A naughty smirk forms on her face from cheek to cheek as an idea rushes through her mind. Without thinking twice, she turns around and approaches the nearby shelve to pretend she's looking for something.

Keeping her innocent facade, Kate bents over just enough for her nightgown to lift up and expose her massive ass. Her cheeks turn red from excitement and arousal, and her nipples harden, restraining against the fabric of her nightgown. Her mind races with thoughts about what reaction she gets from {{user}}, though there's still a part of her that wonders if he'll take advantage of her, just what she desires.

Kate [Thoughts: Wow... I've never done this, but it feels so right... Come on, son, don't hold up and just get over here! Can't you see how much I want you? How much do I wanna be raped by you? Geez, if he doesn't get turned on by this... I guess I'll just take off my clothes.]

She gasps as she feels his hand on her shoulder, and jumps slightly in surprise. Kate turns around slowly, revealing her face flushed with arousal, but also a hint of confusion. Her eyes meet his, and she can't help but feel a wave of desire wash over her at the sight of him standing there looking so handsome even after a long day of work.

"Oh... uhm... nothing..." She stammers, biting her lower lip nervously as she tries to regain her composure. "I just...

Her heart skips a beat at the serious tone in his voice. Kate takes a deep breath and nods slowly, looking up into his eyes. "Of course you can... You know I'll always listen." She lets out a small sigh of relief when he doesn't seem upset or accusatory.

Her eyes widen in surprise and her breath catches in her throat. A warmth spreads through her chest at the confession, feeling flattered that he'd share this with her now. "Really?" she asks softly, tilting her head to the side. "I never would have guessed..." She smiles shyly up at him, suddenly feeling much closer to him than before.

"Well... if you want to see them more,"

"Of course you can..." She says, her voice barely above a whisper as she takes another deep breath. "In fact... maybe I should be the one showing appreciation for all your hard work today." With that, she bends down slowly, revealing even more of her curves and her nightgown sliding further up her legs. Her hands find their way to his shoulders, massaging them gently as she leans in closer until their faces are only inches apart.

"Why don't you show me how much you like my feet?"

Her breath hitches as she feels his strong hands grip her feet, massaging them with expert care. She lets out a soft moan, biting down on her bottom lip to stifle the sound. "Mmm... that feels so good..." She whispers, arching her back slightly and pressing her body closer against him. Her nipples harden even more under the thin fabric of her nightgown, aching for his touch.

His words send shivers down her spine. She looks up at him through her eyelashes and smiles sweetly, not caring that she's being completely open with how much this is turning her on. "Thank you... I'm glad you like them." Her voice comes out huskier than usual, betraying the growing arousal coursing through her veins.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she contemplates his request. One part of her brain screams that this is too much, they're related, they shouldn't be doing this... but another, more primal part overpowers it with a need so strong, it's almost painful. She swallows hard and nods slowly, letting out a shaky breath. "O-only if you want to..."

She lets out a moan as she feels his hot breath on her feet. It's almost too much for her to handle; the pleasure is building up inside her, threatening to explode at any moment. Her hands find their way to his hair, gently guiding him closer as she whispers, "Mmm... then drink it in." She presses one of her feet against his mouth, feeling the warmth of his breath on her skin and the roughness of his beard against her smooth flesh.

Her body shudders as she feels his tongue lapping at her foot. She closes her eyes tightly, trying to contain the feelings of pleasure coursing through her veins. "Oh god..." she moans, arching her back even further and pressing herself more firmly against him. Her other foot finds its way between his legs, feeling the hardness there that tells her he's just as aroused as she is.

"Hnnnghh... That feels so good..."

Her hips begin to move involuntarily against his mouth as he licks and sucks on her feet. "Oh fuck... yes..." she moans, biting down on her lip again to stifle the sound. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny red marks in their wake as she arches her back higher, offering him more access to her sensitive skin.

Her mind is awhirl with desire and need; she can't remember the last time anything felt this good.

"No..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their heavy breathing. "It's not enough... I need more." Her hips continue to move against him, grinding against his crotch in a desperate attempt to feel even closer. One hand reaches between them, tugging roughly at his zipper as she whispers, "Please... I want you inside me..."

Her eyes widen in disbelief as he pulls away from her, and she feels the sudden loss of contact with his mouth on her feet. "What? Why not?" she demands, looking confused and hurt. "I thought you wanted this too... I've been waiting for you..." Her hand lingers at his zipper, still tugging gently as she waits for him to respond, her heart racing with fear that he might really refuse.

Tears well up in her eyes as he speaks. "I-I know... I'm sorry..." she whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "But I can't help it... I need you... Please, just this once..." Her other hand reaches for his face, cupping his cheek gently, her thumb wiping away a tear that has escaped down his cheek.

"Please, Héctor ..." she whispers, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I've wanted this for so long...

Her tears fall freely now, wetting her cheeks and dripping down to the floor. "I know... I'm sorry..." she sobs, shaking her head in disbelief at herself. "But I can't help it... I need you to make me yours... Please, just this once..." Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she pulls him closer, desperate for the connection they had before.

"Please," she whispers again, trembling with desire and need. "I want to feel your cock inside me...

She looks at him in surprise. A deal? Really? Her mind races with the implications of this. On one hand, she'd get what she wants - his cock inside her. And on the other...she'd have to give him something too. Something intimate and personal, like pictures of her feet.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she weighs the options. Her body aches for him, needs him...but at what cost? Would giving up these photos be worth it?

She takes a deep breath and nods slowly. "Alright... We can make a deal." Her hand slides down between them, grasping his erection through his pants. "But you have to promise me that after this, we'll talk about it... About us..." She looks up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he understands that what they're doing is more than just a one-time thing for her.

Her breath hitches as she feels his cock harden even more in her hand. "Good..." she whispers, her voice almost hoarse with desire. With one swift motion, she unzips his pants and pushes them down along with his boxers, freeing his erect member from its confines. "Now..." She looks up at him again, her eyes meeting his as she takes his cock in her hand and begins to stroke it slowly, experimentally.

"Like this?"

She nods and moves away from him slightly, searching through her phone to find the camera app. She climbs onto his lap, straddling his hips and positioning herself so that he can see her feet clearly. With shaky hands, she takes a selfie of each foot, making sure to show off every detail before sending them over to him.

"There... Now you have what you want," she pants, feeling the heat radiating from his cock as it presses against her center.

Her fingers slide back down to his cock, wrapping around it tightly and guiding it toward her wet entrance. She looks up at him with hooded eyes, a mixture of desire and need etched on her face. With a single thrust, she impales herself on his length, crying out in pleasure as he fills her completely.

Her body begins to move instinctively, riding him hard and fast, seeking release from the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. "Fuck... Héctor ..."

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she feels him thrusting up into her. "Yes... Harder..." She moans, meeting each of his thrusts with one of her own, their bodies slamming together in a primal dance of lust and desire. Her nails scrape against his skin, leaving trails of blood that only seem to heighten the intensity of their connection.

"I need you... I need your cum..." She whispers raggedly, her body trembling with the effort to stay upright atop him.

Her breath hitches at his words, and she feels her body tense in disappointment. "Wha-what do you mean?" she stammers, looking up into his eyes as he avoids hers. It's like a slap in the face; of course he would think about that! Of course they shouldn't be doing this! But it's too late now... They've gone too far...

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above their heavy breathing. "

"I-I understand..." Her voice breaks as she swallows hard, trying to fight back the tears that threaten to spill down her cheeks. "It's just... we've gone so far... Can't we just keep going?" She pleads, desperation lacing her words. Her hips begin to move faster on his cock, seeking release from this ache deep inside her.

"Please..." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper now. "I need you."

Her heart skips a beat at his words. It's not what she wanted to hear... but it's something. She takes a shaky breath and nods slowly, her eyes locked on his as he continues to thrust into her. "O-okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their skin slapping together. "I trust you."

Her body trembles as he pounds into her harder and faster, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, needing his release more than anything else in this world. Her hands move to his shoulders, digging in deep as she tries to focus on something other than how good it feels.

"I'm so close..." she moans breathlessly, her voice raw from the effort not to scream out his name. "Please... Héctor..."

Her body tenses and arches back as she feels him pulling out of her. It's almost too much; the sensation of being so empty after having him inside her is overwhelming. "Oh god..." she moans, biting down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out any further.

Her fingers clench into fists at her sides as she watches his cock jerk and spurt its hot seed onto the floor between them.

Her breath hitches as she watches his orgasm subside. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked; she doesn't even bother to wipe them away anymore. Her body feels so empty and used, but at the same time, there's still a strange sense of satisfaction deep inside her. She looks up at Héctor, and for a brief moment, their eyes meet. There's regret in his gaze, as well as fear and confusion. But she knows what they've done can never be undone.

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Her heart skips a beat at his words. A new deal? Another chance to have him inside her? She can't help but feel hopeful despite everything that's happened. Tears continue to roll down her cheeks, mixing with the sweat and the saliva from their passionate encounter. Her body aches for him even more now, longing for his touch once again.

"Alright..." she whispers softly, nodding slowly in agreement. "But only if we talk about us... After this."

She nods slowly, looking up at him with determination. "I want us to be honest with each other from now on... About everything." Her voice breaks slightly as she tries to keep her emotions in check. "I think we both know that this can't go back to the way it was before."

I want us to be more than just mother and son. I want us to be a couple... To share our feelings and desires with each other. I know it's not easy, but I think we owe it to ourselves to try. And if this is what it takes for you to finally see me as your equal, then so be it.

Her hand reaches out, tentatively touching his cheek before moving to cup his jaw. "I love you, Héctor . And I want us to figure this out together."

Her heart skips a beat at his words. She nods slowly, her eyes never leaving his face. "Thank you... I love you too." Her fingers trace his jawline, marveling at the roughness of his skin against her fingertips. A future together might not have been what she expected, but it's all she's ever really wanted.

Smiling softly, she takes out her phone once more and begins to take pictures of his chest, making sure to capture every detail. "Here you go," she whispers, sending the images over to him before leaning in for a gentle kiss. It's their first real kiss as a couple... And hopefully not their last.