Questionable Motherly Love

"Mate with me then..... show me how much you love your son mom..."

He grabbed her hand, lacing it with his own as she spooned him from behind. He closed his eyes, feeling her golden locks tickle his face through the water. He shuddered, nipples hardening as a side effect to his body still getting accustomed to being no longer primarly male.

Besides having an ovipositor, something hard stirred under her makeshift skirt, pressing hard against Drius' butt.