Mark is not sure how long they stay there. His mother leaning against the sink with him leaning against her, his still half-hard cock deepily entrenched inside her.

But then the bliss he is feeling evaporates as the realisation of what he has done hits him. Suddenly feeling numb, he pulls himself away and out of his mother, causing her to moan as his still half-hard erection slides out with a wet slurp.

Stumbling backwards, he waits as he watches his mother slowly turns round to face him. Waiting for her to bawl him out for what he has done, or to tell him to go to his room. But as their eyes meet, she says nothing, the look he gets from her instead suddenly fills him with the urge, the need to take her into his arms and hug her. Never has he seen her looking so lovely, so vulnerable.

"Mom...?" He sobs, completely overwhelmed with strange new feelings...