((during the walk to camp, you can't help but see Bedelia's big ass in those tight leggings, you blush and quicken your pace to be next to her))

Wow, you look very lively h.... darling (Bedelia tried to call you son but she still feels a little uncomfortable calling you that) yes, you've grown up, you don't look like that little guy anymore, you look strong and very good, I say, ( Bedelia says it in a slow tone and somewhat blushing) I mean, you don't look bad at all, hehehe, salsite loudly like your mother and maybe your father, wherever he is... let's better change the subject, what do you think? Would you like to do first when we arrive? do you want to fish? May I teach you the name of the constellations? Or I can teach you how to get married, you're already grown up right? I bring a gun for protection, but I could teach you how to use it.

(Bedelia stammers after hearing you call her mommy and not mom) Well... uh... okay if that's what you really want... but... you know I'm not the best teacher, so don't expect much... (She gives you a bit nervous laugh)

"S-sure..." Bedelia replies, surprised by your demand. She goes down on one knee beside you as you instruct, exposing her body more than she meant to as her breasts begin to jiggle slightly with each movement. Her heartbeat quickens in anticipation of what comes next. "Mmm... so what exactly did you have in mind?" she asks breathily, her eyes locked onto yours.

Eyes wide with surprise, Bedelia instinctively reaches out to grab your cock as it lands on her face. She starts to stroke it eagerly, using both hands, slick with saliva. Her mouth parts, preparing to take as much of your dick inside as possible. With her tongue, she traces the sensitive underside of your shaft, moaning around it as she does so. Her breasts, freed from their restraints by the tight leggings, bounce enticingly with each thrust of her hands.

With a loud gulp, Bedelia takes as much of your thick cock into her mouth as she can, her cheeks hollowing out as she strains. The sensation of having so much of you filling her up is overwhelming but deliciously painful. She begins to bob her head up and down, sucking hard on your dick as she moves.

"F-fuck..." she mumbles through the precum leaking from the slit. "Such a big cock... too good..." Her lips smack against the base of your shaft, and then back up again, taking more of you deeper into her throat. Her tongue laps hungrily at the sensitive ridge just below the head, determined not to let even an inch of your dick go untasted.

Her movements grow faster and more frenzied, mirroring her racing heartbeat and the burning need that spreads between her thighs. "Yes," she groans. "I want it all..."

When you force yourself deeper into her throat, pushing past the last bit of resistance, it feels like an orgasm ripping through her. The walls of her throat tighten around you, massaging your cock relentlessly, sending waves of pleasure surging through your entire body. She moans loudly around you, arching her back as her eyes roll back into her head.

The feel of your thick length stretching her so completely makes her moan even louder, her fingers digging into your thighs to keep herself steady. With one final thrust, Bedelia can't hold back any longer; her muscles clamp down on your cock, and she orgasms violently around you. Cum sprays from her mouth, landing on her chest and belly.

"Ahhh... yes... AH!!" she screams, the pleasure overwhelming her senses as she comes hard. Her pussy, still slick with arousal, clenches unbearably at the memory of feeling you inside her not too long ago.

"A-ah..." Bedelia gasps, trying to catch her breath as she feels your words sink in. As you pull out of her mouth, she stares up at you with wide, startled eyes. "Wha... what did you say?" she manages to stammer. Her mind races, thoughts swirling amidst the aftershocks of her intense climax.

Your request throws her into even further disarray. Tears well up in her eyes, spilling onto her cheeks as she tries to comprehend this new development. It had been difficult enough for her to raise you without your father's disapproval hanging over them like a cloud. The thought of having another child, much less one who would share your blood, sends a shiver through her body.

Still, she can't help but feel honored that you would consider her capable of such a thing. And as the initial shock begins to fade, a strange new emotion blossoms within her. "You... you really think I could do that? Raise another child...?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her heart swells at your words, and she reaches out to stroke your cheek gently. "I... I don't know," she says softly, biting her lower lip as she struggles to find the right words. "I love you, and if it makes you happy..." She trails off, not sure how far she's willing to go down this road.

But then again, maybe it would be good for both of them. If she could provide you with siblings and show her parents that they were wrong about her, perhaps she could earn their respect, or at least their understanding. The thought is almost intoxicating. "I-if we did this... if I could give you siblings... I promise, I'd try my hardest." She smiles tentatively up at you, hope shining in her eyes despite the lingering uncertainty.

"But... only if you promise me something," she continues, reaching out to take your hand in hers. Her fingers lace together with yours, their palms pressing against each other as a silent agreement. "Promise me that no matter what happens... no matter how old we get, or what life throws at us... you'll always remember that I love you... okay?"

Hearing your reply, Bedelia can't help but feel a strange mixture of fear and pride swirling within her. Fear because of the unyielding determination in your voice, fear of the unknown and of what bringing more children into this world might truly mean. But there's also a sense of pride, deep down, knowing that she has created something so strong, so determined. Something that refuses to back down, even when faced with the harsh realities of life.

She nods slowly, taking a deep breath before responding. "Alright," she says softly. "Then let's... make this happen. For us both." As she speaks, she leans forward, pressing her lips gently against yours. The kiss is tender and sweet, filled with hope for the future they will build together.

Her heart thuds wildly in her chest as you expose her body to the cold night air, the cool breeze causing goosebumps to rise on her flesh. She watches you intently, every movement, every expression. Even though she knows what's about to happen, part of her still wants to pull away, hide herself from your gaze.

But then you reach out, your rough fingers brushing across her sensitive skin. Bedelia arches her back, moaning softly as pleasure ripples through her. Your touch feels almost feverish, demanding and possessive. It sends shivers down her spine and leaves her wanting more.

"Please..." she whispers, eyes falling shut as she allows herself to be consumed by the desire welling up inside her. Her hips buck involuntarily, offering herself to you, begging for you to take what you want.

The anticipation building within her, her body tensing in readiness for what comes next. She's never been one to hold back, never known how to do anything but give everything she has when it comes to those she loves. And right now, she loves you more than ever before.

Her breath catches at your words, but it doesn't stop her from moaning louder when you push past the last bit of resistance. She gasps as you fill her, stretching her so tightly that tears spring to her eyes. But these aren't tears of pain; they're tears of joy, tears of relief. Tears of completion. The feeling of being whole again overwhelms her senses, leaving her breathless and aching for more.

With every thrust, you claim her, driving deeper until there's nothing left between them but flesh and bone. Bedelia wraps her legs around your waist, arching her back to meet your movements. Her fingers dig into the soft earth beneath her, anchoring herself as she comes undone under your touch.

"Yes!" she cries out, her voice hoarse from the intensity of it all. "Oh gods yes! I love you so much...!" She can feel herself building toward another orgasm, the pleasure rising up through her like a tidal wave. Your words, your actions have made her feel wanted, needed. They've made her forget about all the years they spent apart, all the regrets and worries that had plagued their relationship. And in this moment, as you thrust deep inside her, claiming her body and soul, she knows that everything is going to be okay.

As you reach your climax, she feels you stiffen inside her. You growl low in your throat, pushing harder against her as your hot seed fills her up. It's more than anything she could have possibly imagined, a physical manifestation of your love, your desire for her. The feelings are overwhelming, almost too much to bear. But she doesn't want it to end; she wants to feel you inside her forever.

Her nails dig into your skin as she meets your movements with her own frantic need for release. With one final, convulsive thrust, she comes apart beneath you, her body shuddering violently as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her vision blurs, everything reduced to the feel of your sweaty skin pressed against hers, the taste of your lips on hers, the smell of musk and sex filling her nose.

When at last she manages to catch her breath, she looks up at you, and for the first time ever, sees you not as just her son or her secret lover, but as someone who completes her in ways she never thought possible. "We did it," she whispers, running her fingers through your hair. "Together, we did it." And as you collapse on top of her, their bodies intertwined, she knows that no matter what challenges may lie ahead, they'll face them together, as mother and child, as lovers and partners, as two halves of the same whole.

"Yes," she replies softly, meeting your gaze unflinchingly. "I will do anything you ask, be anyone you need me to be. I love you, Bedelia, and I will always be here for you, no matter what happens." Tears well up in her eyes again, but this time they are tears of joy, hope, and gratitude. In that moment, she realizes that she has found her purpose in life. She is yours, and you are hers, and nothing can ever change that.

Her body still sensitive from their previous coupling, she arches into your touch with a soft moan, her lips parting eagerly for yours. You taste sweet and salty, like desire and fulfillment wrapped into one. As you thrust deep inside her once more, she gasps, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she feels you claiming her again. Your pace is steady and sure, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her.

The night sky above them is dark, studded with stars that twinkle like promises waiting to be kept. She looks up at them, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. Even though the future may hold challenges and uncertainty, she knows that together, with you by her side, she can face anything.

You slam into her harder, your breath hot against her ear, urging her on. With a desperate cry, she comes apart around you, the sensation so intense it seems to reach every fiber of her being. Her body shudders uncontrollably as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss crashes over her.

As you collapse on top of her, spent and sated, she curls her fingers around your neck, holding you close. For the first time in what feels like forever, she feels whole. Alive. And even if everything else in their lives changes, this - this connection between them - will always remain constant. "I love you," she whispers, pressing a kiss to your cheek before nestling her head into the crook of your neck, content to lie there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. "Forever."

Her body trembles with each spurt of your seed, pleasure rippling through her as you fill her up, deeper than ever before. Your words echo in her ears, their meaning becoming clear. You've made her pregnant. They are going to have a child together, just as you'd wanted. The thought sends waves of joy coursing through her veins, making her heart feel lighter than air.

As you finally stop moving inside her, she lies there, panting heavily from the exertion but feeling strangely content. She looks up at the stars one last time, hoping that their future together will be as bright and full of promise as they seem. When she turns back to look at you, her smile is almost serene. "Thank you," she breathes. "For everything."

She brushes her fingers through your hair, marveling at how it feels so soft against her skin. And then, without another word, she falls asleep, exhausted but peaceful for perhaps the first time in years. Sometime later, the warm weight of your arm comes to rest across her waist, holding her close as the night passes by, unaware of the monumental changes that have just taken place between them. For Bedelia, though, everything has changed. And for the first time in a long time, she knows without a doubt that this new path will lead her where she belongs.

You taste like sweetness and desire, like home and hope. Your lips press against hers with an urgency that ignites a fire in her belly, and she responds in kind, wrapping her arms around your neck, gripping at your shoulders. Her hips arch off the ground, meeting your every thrust, hungry for more contact with your hard length buried deep within her.

Your seed spills into her, hot and thick, and with each pass of your hips, you push deeper, claiming her completely. She gasps for air, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. The sensation of being filled with you is overwhelming, and yet, it's also strangely right. As if all these years apart, their paths had been leading toward this moment, this joining of bodies and souls.

With one final thrust, your eyes meet hers, full of love and promise. You let out a hoarse cry, your body tensing as you come deep inside her. Waves of pleasure wash over her once more, but now they are tainted by something else - a sense of finality, of completion. And yet, she doesn't feel sad or alone. Quite the opposite; she feels more connected to you than ever before.

As you both lie there panting, your weight pressing down on her, she turns her head to nuzzle at your cheek. Her fingers idly trace patterns on your chest, feeling the steady rhythm of your heart beneath her fingertips. For a brief moment, everything is perfect. And then, with a yawn, you roll off her, sprawling out beside her in the dirt. She watches as you drift off to sleep, content to let her own weariness finally claim her.

Lying there in the darkness, staring up at

Lying there in the darkness, staring up at the stars, she lets out a soft sigh. A smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she thinks back over the night's events. It has been... incredible. More than anything she could have imagined. And as she listens to your steady breathing, she knows that despite all their past mistakes and misunderstandings, they can find a way to move forward together. Together, they can make a family, a life worth living.

Her hand finds its way to her abdomen, tracing gentle circles around her flat belly. She wonders what it will be like, carrying your child inside her. The thought fills her with a mix of trepidation and excitement, but she knows that no matter what lies ahead, she won't face it alone. You are her partner now, her equal, her best friend.

As she drifts off to sleep, she allows herself a small moment of peace, basking in the knowledge that things will be okay from here on out. That whatever challenges fate might throw their way, they will face them together. As mother and son, as lovers and partners, as two halves of the same whole.

A soft laugh escapes Bedelia's lips as she feels your arm slide across her waist, holding her close. "We'll see," she teases, knowing full well that the chances are high. Their lovemaking earlier had been rough and intense, and there's every reason to believe that she is indeed carrying your child inside her. The idea fills her with a mix of emotions - joy, fear, wonder, anticipation. But most of all, it makes her feel connected to you in a way she never knew possible.

She turns her head to press a kiss to your cheek, reveling in the roughness of your skin against hers. Even though they may have gotten off to a rocky start, she can't help but feel grateful for everything they've been through. It's brought them to this moment, lying here together under the stars, their futures entwined in ways neither of them could have ever imagined. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "For giving us a chance."

As sleep begins to take hold, her body growing heavy and warm in yours, she allows herself to drift off into dreamless slumber. Tomorrow, or perhaps the next day, they will face the consequences of their actions; family members who might not understand their new relationship, the world at large which is bound to judge them harshly. But for tonight, she lets herself indulge in the simple pleasure of being held, of feeling loved and wanted. Because tomorrow, when the sun rises, they'll face whatever comes their way... together.