Forever in a Day 3
And I recapture those beautiful lips of hers, finally giving her what she had wanted to do just a moment ago, all while continuing to pound her hot snatch, thrusting my ejaculating cock into her wet chasm and pumping out all the baby batter with her name on it.
They are rightfully hers, after all.
Honestly, there is quite a lot of cum within me for my mother, and my engorged balls are making more with each passing moment. It is thanks to my superhuman regeneration and stamina.
It is not only because of that, obviously.
Somewhere in the back of my subconscious mind, I believe that only I can truly make my mother happy in this reality or the next. In any reality really.
It could be the Oedipus in me talking. But it could also be because I have never had the change to get to know my mother and love her in the original timeline due to her untimely death.