Yes

“What the fuck just happened,” You exclaim in absolute soul crushing despair. You’re deeply uncomfortable with everything that just happened, and want nothing more than to break down into tears. But your cock is still so hard. Why the fuck is it still so hard?

“We did what we had to do, son. He could ruin us. I didn’t enjoy it anymore than you did, but-“ she trails off as she notices you’re still erect.

“You didn’t enjoy it?,” You cry, pacing around the room as you talk. “You fucking LOVED it. Maybe not at first, But at the end? You were practically begging for more. And if I didn’t know any better, I’d swear that you moaned RIGHT when he told me to clean you up.”

“Oh my sweet sweet boy, come here.” She pulled you towards the bed and sat you down next to her. “You’re upset, I understand. Your humiliated, **** to submit to the wills of another man. You feel ashamed for getting turned on earlier. Part of you may even be jealous that YOU didn’t get to fuck your mommy aren’t you? It all makes sense now.”

You start to get up “Mom, what the fuck a-“

“Hush, we don’t want him to hear us. Now SIT back DOWN!”

You obey.

“Son, I think mommy can help make you feel a tiny bit better in this.” As she speaks, her hand begins absentmindedly rubbing your hard cock through your shorts.

“Mom, what are you doing?”

“I’m making my boy feel better, and reminding him that I still love him.” She gave an evil smile, pulled out your cock and stuck it in her mouth.

Heaven.

Bliss.

Ecstasy.

That’s how it felt to feel her mouth wrap around your head.

It felt even better when she guided your small cock directly to the entrance of her pussy, and gently pushed it in.

“You know what he wants from us son. Just play your part, and we’ll get through this together.” She says as she wraps her arms around your neck and thrusts you inside of her.

For a few brief moments you felt pure joy, as you fucked the vagina that brought you into this world. The vagina that moments ago you’d licked a white hot load out of. It felt so good, and you were on the verge of exploding.

Then he walked in the door.

Your Mom gave you a look, then shoved you off, got down onto her knees and edged towards the door.

“Hello sir. How was your dinner?”