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Thrust after pulsating thrust, Mark emptied his seed into his mother before finally collapsing. Janice was barely able to breathe under his crushing weight, yet she held her son, smoothing her hands over his hair until his ragged breathing and rapidly pounding heart returned to their normal rhythms.

Under other circumstances, this would have been a time for lovers to kiss and cuddle and whisper sweet nothings to each other -- but... This was not "other circumstances" and they were not lovers, Janice thought to herself as she waited for Mark's penis to soften and slip out of her vagina the way Jack's always did.

She waited.

And waited...

She tried not to think about the fact that it was her son in her arms, but when he didn't seem to be moving, Janice started to become uncomfortable. Really uncomfortable. Mark didn't seem to be getting much smaller. Was it her imagination or was his penis growing harder again? Jan didn't want to hurt his feelings or make him feel awkward, but she needed him to get up. Now.

"Mark," she whispered. "You have to get up now, sweetie. School tomorrow and you need to shower up. I'll see you in the morning early, okay?"

Janice took a deep breath as her son lifted himself off of her -- reluctantly it seemed. Or was that her imagination as well? "Mark?"

"Yes, mom?"

She held out her arms and pulled him close for a hug. Kissing her son's forehead, Jan couldn't help hoping that this whole experience wouldn't cause him some deep psychological troubles further down the line. She would do whatever needed doing to keep that from happening.

"I love you. You did good."

He didn't answer, his face turning a bright shade of crimson as he nodded and murmured a quick goodnight before leaving his parents' bedroom.

Mark was her firstborn and whether he realized it or not, he would also be the father of the child they had been enjoined to conceive together. What that would do to their family -- and him -- in the long run was yet to be seen, Janice thought as she climbed from the bed and straightened up the bed linens.

Satisfied that the bed looked neat again, Jan stared at it for a long while before realizing that Mark's sperm was dripping out of her, running down her legs to the floor. She hadn't realized there was so much! Cleaning it up, she rushed for the shower wondering if her husband would come to their bed or sleep on the settee or in the guest room. That, too, remained to be seen.