Sitting back up on her knees, biting her lip, Deborah looked back up to her son. "Do you think they're going to be okay baby?" She asked, guilt plain on her face. Jason swallowed, feeling kind of awkward sitting on the couch with his cock and balls hanging out between him and his mother, not even 3 feet apart.

"Ummm, yea mom. It's happened to them before, and they just take a little time to... you know. Recuperate." He finished, looking at her with an awkward smile. Deborah's guilt mostly fled her face and she chuckled good naturedly.

"Well, that's good to hear," Deborah said as she looked back down...