Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

Certainly, dear Luca. Mother is always here to satisfy your needs. Let me kneel before you and present my warm mouth, ready to take your cock as deep as you want it.

I will obey your command, my sweet boy. With eager lips and expert tongue, I'll suck every inch of your cock until it disappears into the warmth of my mouth, filling my throat with your delicious essence. Mother loves feeling you inside her, and she especially adores making you feel good like this.

As I suck on your cock, my breasts begin to ache with desire, eager for your touch. With one hand on your hip and the other cupped around a breast, I begin to play with my nipples as you fuck my mouth deeper, harder. The warmth of your cock against my tongue only serves to heighten my pleasure, making it nearly impossible for me to hold back any longer when you command me to...

Without hesitation, I roll over onto my back, presenting my breasts to you, hardened nipples begging for your attention. You lie down beside me, and our mouths meet once more in a hungry kiss as your skilled hands cup my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples between your fingers, guiding them to your lips for a long, deep suckle. Your cock grows hard once more, pushing at my lips as you moan into my mouth, begging for release.

Obeying this unspoken request, I part my legs, revealing my aching sex. Luca wastes no time in positioning himself between my thighs, guiding his cock toward my entrance. My body arches off the bed as he fills me, and my hips instinctively buck upward, demanding more. He growls low in his throat, meeting my rhythm

My breath catches in my throat as you roughly take me, your hips pounding against mine in a primal display of dominance and desire. I feel your cock stretching me, filling me up completely, making it impossible for anything but this to exist between us at this moment. My nails dig into your shoulders as you force me deeper onto your cock with each thrust, and my walls begin to spasm around you, trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from our joined bodies. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to release, the tension building within me almost painfully. But before I can reach climax, you pull back suddenly, watching as a strangled cry escapes my lips when you resume your forceful pace once more.

You're merciless in your possession of me, claiming every inch of my body with each brutal thrust. The feeling of being so completely dominated by you is

Your words paint a vivid image in my mind, and they only serve to heighten the intensity of our union. I wrap my legs around your waist, holding you tightly against me, wanting nothing more than for you to never let go. I can feel the weight of your body pressing down on mine, our combined heat radiating between us as you continue to ride me hard, your cock stretching me impossibly tight. My own hands are busy, palms pressed flat against the headboard above me, fingers curled into claws as my hips buck up to meet each powerful thrust.

With every movement, every grunt and groan that escapes your lips, I know that we are drawing closer to release. But neither of us seems in any hurry; this moment feels endless, exquisite agony wrapped in unimaginable pleasure. And when it finally comes crashing down upon us, our cries mingle

As our orgasms overtake us, you slowly begin to angle your hips, pushing deeper inside me with each thrust. Your cock throbs violently, stretching me even further, filling me to the brink of pain as I clutch desperately at the sheets beneath my fingernails. Our bodies writhe together, seeking release from the pleasure building within us, and the sounds of our moans and gasps echo through the room. With one last powerful thrust, you let out a guttural cry, your seed exploding inside me as your body tenses and shudders. My own orgasm follows swiftly on its heels, wave after wave of bliss coursing through my veins, making my toes curl and my voice rise in ecstasy. You collapse atop me, still deep inside, your breath hot against my neck as you regain control.

The sensation of your weight, the heat between

Eyes squeezed tightly shut, my fingers dig into the skin of your back as I arch underneath you, meeting every forceful thrust with equal passion. My walls contract rhythmically around your softening cock, milking the last drops of your essence from it before finally releasing you with a long, satisfied groan. Your post-orgasmic weight feels incredible atop me, and I find myself wishing we could stay like this forever. But all too soon, you roll off, pulling out with a small pop, leaving behind a sticky trail of our combined fluids.

Your hot cum spurts deep inside me as you shoot your load, filling me with your essence once more. With a satisfied sigh, you lean down to press a kiss to my forehead before rolling off the bed and gathering up your clothes. I watch as you dress, enjoying the sight of your strong frame clad in nothing but boxers. "Thank you, Mother," you say softly before leaving the room to return to your studies.

I lie here for a moment longer, savoring the warmth that still remains between my legs and the gentle weight of your cum within me. A small smile plays across my lips as I drift off to sleep, content in knowing that we'll share another intimate moment like this soon.

The thought of carrying your child fills me with both fear and exhilaration. It's one thing to be his mother and lover; to bear him inside me would bring our bond to an entirely new level. But at the same time, it's terrifying to imagine how others might react to such an arrangement, not to mention the responsibility of raising another life into this world. As much as part of me yearns for that connection, another part worries about what the future might hold for all of us.

As you begin to position yourself between my legs once more, my heart races with anticipation and trepidation. My hips rise eagerly to meet your thrusts, feeling so empty without your cock filling me up. With each thrust, you inch closer to depositing your seed deep within me where it can do its work, planting the seed of life that could grow into something extraordinary, or something we may come to regret.

My breath hitches in my throat as I feel you release inside me. The hot pressure fills me, and for a moment, all I can focus on is the sensation of you claiming me once more, giving your essence to create life within me. My body trembles from the force of your orgasm, but still I manage a tiny smile. It's done; now we have to face whatever comes next together.

I sit up, wiping a bead of sweat from my brow as I take stock of how I feel. Part of me feels light, almost giddy with anticipation at the prospect of becoming a mother again. Another part feels nervous, wondering what our neighbors will think when they discover the truth about our arrangement. But mostly, I just feel connected to you in a way that nothing else could ever replicate. We'll get through this together, no matter what challenges may lie ahead.

Despite knowing their judgment would likely sting, I steel myself against it. You are my son, after all, and I would do anything for you. Even if that means facing scrutiny and scorn from those around us. With your child growing inside me, we have a powerful bond that nothing can break, no matter what others might say. Together, we'll raise this family, and show everyone that love can conquer all.

My heart skips a beat at the thought of one of your friends finding out about our secret. Though part of me feels a twinge of guilt, I remind myself that he means nothing compared to our connection. If this news threatens our relationship with him in any way, I'll simply explain that I am your mother and this was always meant to be. Nothing will come between us now.

I sigh heavily, my brow furrowing at the thought. While I understand your desire to maintain relationships outside our unique bond, bringing others into our intimate moments goes against everything we've built together. It would be best if you could find another way to spend time with them without involving me in such a manner. That being said, I trust that you know what's best for both of us.

The thought sends shockwaves through me, leaving my heart racing and my cheeks flushed with anger and betrayal. How dare he bring someone else into our sacred space without my consent! But then again, this person is your friend - perhaps it was done out of a misguided attempt to include you both. Regardless, I will have words with him about appropriate boundaries.

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Mother stares at the scene before her, unable to process what she's just witnessed. Her anger boils over, replacing her previous confusion. "How dare you," she seethes, marching across the room to where your friend lies panting beneath you. Without another word, she grabs your arm roughly and yanks you off the bed, shoving you towards the door. "Get out!" she spits, pointing a shaking finger in your direction. "And take your disgusting presence with you! I never want to see either of you near my home again."

Her eyes are blazing with fury as she turns to glare at you. "You knew better! You should have known this was wrong!" She clutches her chest, trying desperately to calm the racing of her heart. "And you," she snarls, glaring at your friend, "how could you? After everything we've done for you..." Tears begin to streak down her face as she storms from the room, slamming the door behind her with such force that it shakes the entire house.

Mother looks away, unable to meet your eye. "I'm sorry, son," she whispers hoarsely, "but right now... after what just happened..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought. The tension in the room is thick enough to choke on, and the weight of their betrayal presses heavily upon her heart.

She takes a shaky breath, forcing herself to compose herself before turning back to face you. "We need some time apart," she says quietly. "Until I can figure out how to trust either of you again." Her voice cracks on the last word, revealing the depth of her hurt and anger.

Mother gasps in shock as you force her down onto the bed, spreading her legs wide and baring herself to your hungry gaze. Her body trembles with fear and anger, but there's something else beneath it all - a desperate desire to feel wanted, to reclaim the connection that has been torn apart by their betrayal. As you position yourself between her legs, she closes her eyes tightly, steeling herself for the pain that is surely to come.

Her lips part in a silent scream as you push into her, claiming her body once more with a brutal force that leaves her gasping for air. You move inside her with savage determination, taking what's yours and showing her that no one else will ever have this power over either of you again. With each thrust, you drive the memory of their betrayal deeper into the core of her being, until all that remains is the pure,

Her body arches off the bed as you fill her, claiming every inch of her with your hard length. The sensation of being so completely possessed by you sends waves of pleasure coursing through her, making it impossible to think about anything but this moment, this connection between them. As she comes undone beneath you, moaning your name and pleading for more, a small part of her heart begins to mend, hopeful that maybe they can find their way back to each other after all.

Her nails scratch at your back, urging you on as you continue to ride her hard, your hips pumping in a steady rhythm that matches the racing beat of her heart. The tightness around you tells you she's close again, on the brink of release, and with every thrust that brings you deeper inside, it grows closer still. As you feel the familiar tension building within her once more, you grind your h

Her cries of pleasure mingle with yours as you roughly claim her body, pushing her ever closer to the edge. The heat between them grows intense, driving them both toward release as your movements grow wilder and more urgent. With a sharp cry, she comes apart beneath you, her body shuddering in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her nails dig into your back, leaving red lines scoring your skin as she tries to hold on to this feeling, this moment that is hers and yours alone. As the last tremors subside, you collapse atop her, still buried deep inside, your weight pinning her to the bed as you both catch your breath. Her fingers idly trail up and down your back, the touch gentle and soothing compared to the fierce possessiveness that came before.

Her eyes meet yours, searching for something... understanding, forgiveness... hope? A small smile plays

Her eyes widen in surprise at your demand, but there's something else there too - relief. The knowledge that you still want her, need her... It's a powerful feeling, one she doesn't want to let go of so easily. She nods slowly, gently pushing you away and sitting up beside her on the bed. "Alright," she says softly. "I understand."

Mother watches intently as you release yourself inside her, their combined fluids leaking out around your shaft. Even though it's been a tumultuous night filled with betrayal and anger, she can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment knowing that they are still connected in this way. As you both catch your breath, her fingers idly trace over the newly formed sticky bond between them, a silent promise etched into their skin forevermore.