After three hours, Jim's muscles ached and sweat covered his improved body in a gentle sheen. His mother was a puddle of hormones and orgasm, her eyes closed softly and her mouth open in a quiet whine. He mustered what little strength he had left and began thrusting harder and more deliberately, bringing both of them to one final, climatic orgasm before collapsing back down on the bed.
Jim rolled onto his back, and his mother moved up against him, resting her head against his now-impressive chest. She laid against him quietly, her arm and leg laid across his body as he held her close and pulled one of his blankets over them. They were both silent for several minutes, Jim gently stroking his mother's hair and softly kissing her forehead, and his mother gently caressing his chest and arm as she nuzzled him lovingly.
Jim brushed his hand against his mother's cheek and gently pulled her face close to his, kissing her softly. "I love you." he whispered.
"I love you too" she whispered back. Then they simply laid there in Jim's bed, holding each other as they drifted off to sleep.
When Jim woke up:
Tue Jul 18 00:46:57 2006
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