She just offered sex, and my mind began to race even more than it already was. A part of me became incredibly excited. Another part of me became worried that I was taking advantage of her. The exotic fruits were affecting her mind, and I was afraid that she would regret this later and blame me somehow.

"Are you sure mom? You really want me to do this?"

Her eyes opened and she looked at me. "I'm sure. I want this. I desperately need to have sex right now. I think I'll be okay after. My hormones are almost under control and I need to orgasm again."

That was all...