In that moment, she didn't need to see his other hand to know it was guiding his reinvigorated cock to her pussy.

Her mind now racing along another twisting, turning rollercoaster, she realized that she had forgotten how quickly an eighteen-year-old could recoup and never even considered this possibility when she had agreed to his request. And, despite what they had already done, this just seemed like going too far.

"Tom. No. No. You can't--." She gasped, her hands flying up to press against his chest in an attempt to stop him... to push him away. "We can't--."

"It'll be ok, Mom." Smiling, the tip of his cock settled against...