The morning sun warmed her soft curves as she stirred. She was yearning for his presence her son.
Their souls connected across the breakfast table a silent yearning passing between them.
She led him by the hand to the sanctuary where their intimate bond would unfold.
Her clothes fell away revealing her alluring form a sight he worshipped.
He cupped her full breasts a jolt running through her at his bold touch.
They undressed each other completely leaving nothing between them.
His desire grew as he gazed upon her erotic form.
The bed became their stage for their carnal ballet.
Her cries filled the silence as he entered her completely.
Their rhythms synchronized in a passionate embrace.
He nibbled every inch of her flesh leaving her aching.
She locked her thighs around him never wanting to let go.
The ecstasy swelled a wave of pure pleasure.
They lay tangled in a mess of post-coital bliss.
A contentment settled over them as they cuddled in the quiet.
The taboo nature of their lust only made it sweeter.
Their intimacy was unyielding.
The world outside faded away in their bubble of desire.
She purred a contented purr as he held her tenderly.
Tomorrow they would rekindle their desire.
