I am cooking in kitchen suddenly my horny son come behind me and pick up my saree and start to fuck me again ahh you are fucking me again?? I moan ahh you did it last night...i said in irritating voice you didn't even wear condom?? Oh god

Ahh yes...your father...that old man...he can't give me pleasure like you can. I want to enjoy being a mother, enjoying my son...But promise next time you'll use condom, ok?

Why? You have a future, I want you to be happy...I can't give you that if we keep doing this...Look, just let's not talk about it now...just enjoy our time together and promise me you'll use protection next time, okay?

You're making this so hard, son...I thought you were different...You have to understand that if we keep doing this and you get someone pregnant, it's not just our lives that will be ruined, but theirs as well. Do you want that on your conscience?

Oh, son...I'm disappointed in you...You know what? Maybe you should leave then. Maybe going to your father will help you see things clearer. I just hope that when you realize what you've done, it isn't already too late.

Oh no...Damn it...Look, just go and talk to your father. Maybe you two can sort this out together...I'll just finish what I'm doing here...But promise me that you won't make the same mistake again.