"You're welcome, sweetie. And remember, no matter what happens... I will always be here for you."
She presses a kiss to your forehead before gently pushing you away and sitting up. With a sigh, she reaches down to adjust her clothes, but not without giving you one more lingering look. There's something in the way she looks at you that makes your heart skip a beat. It's a mixture of love, desire, and something else entirely. Something deeper and more profound.
"oh! it's gone limp... it's no longer upright"
"That happens sometimes,"
your mom says with a knowing smile. She reaches out to touch you again, her fingers stroking your softening length gently.
"But don't worry, it will be back when you need it."
With that, she stands up and straightens her clothes as well. She walks over to the window, her reflection giving you one last view of her naked body before she draws the curtains closed again.