He fucks her.

If there was one thing that he loved more than her clean shaven groin, was feeling her walls clamp shut around his cock. Zipping up quickly, he took aim and stuffed himself back into the hole that made him, and started thrusting, his passage made smooth by the sheer wetness of her pussy.

Gail's thighs squeezed his sides tight, and her hands grabbed onto his butt. "Oh yes, baby!" she groaned, rolling her hips in time with his. "Oh yes, your cock feels so good inside me. Oh, fuck me, baby. Fuck me-Mmm!" Her words were cut short by the sudden invasion of her son's tongue in her mouth. It thrashed about wildly, intertwining with hers, and licking the backside of her teeth. She retaliated with the same passion, before needing to break away for air. Panting, she looked at Avery's face, but instead of sexual bliss, she saw that his expression was one of deep jealousy and frustration. "Avey-Wavey? Baby, what's wrong?"

With a grim frown, Avery swam his arms up under her knees, and propped them up onto his shoulders, almost folding her in half, before pumping into her, hard and deep. "Does he fuck you like this, Mom?" he snarled darkly, "Does he make you feel good like I do?"

Every time their hips met, Gail felt like he was knocking the wind out of her with his cock. "A...vey! A...vey! Stop!... Stop!... I... can't... bre-, brea-, ea-, eathe!" she gasped, slapping his sides, trying to get him to stop. "Hurts, hurts!"

The green cloud vanished from his eyes when he heard her say that, and he tore himself away from her, his heart aching from the mere thought of causing her pain. Her legs flopped onto the bed, and he quickly cupped her face. "Mom, mom, I'm so sorry," he cried, "I, I, I couldn't... I, I, I just..." His lip quivered and he hung his head. "I love you Gail," his voice quivering with guilt, shame, and fear. "I don't want to lose you to him... I'm sorry..."

"Shh... come here Avery," she cooed softly, pulling his head into her chest. She stroked his back, comforting him like she always did when he was scared, and kissed him gently on the top of his head. "My boy. My sweet precious boy. I love you too. More than a mother should, and more than you can ever know. You will never lose me." She let out a slow exhale, and her voice turned a little serious. "But I love him too. And he makes me happy. You want me to be happy, right?"

There was a long pause, and then a tight swallow. "Yeah. Yeah, I do," he sniffed.

"Thank you, baby," she said, smiling, "So, do you think you can start being a little nicer to him? I'm sure it's weird, suddenly having a father, but just... cut him some slack, okay? He's, he's trying too."

"I'll... I'll try mom."

Letting out a deep sigh, they lay in his bed, sharing each other's warmth and affection for a few quiet moments, before she finally piped up. "And to answer your question, Avery. No, he doesn't. You're a much better lover."

Avery chuckled, to soften the sound of his heart soaring in his chest. His cock sprang back to life, and he shifted his body, making ready to prove himself worthy of that praise. Finding that she was still moist, he slid into her again, and they both let out gasps of pleasure. Supporting himself on his elbows, he brushed some of her hair away to look deeply into her eyes as he used short, deep, and smooth thrusts with his hips.

Raking her fingers across his back, Gail groaned from behind a bitten lip. Locking her legs behind his hips, she held onto him tightly, in all senses, and whispered into his ear that she wouldn't let go until he gave her the proof of his love. Inside of her.

His room quickly filled with the sound of bed springs creaking, more pleasured groaning, more murmurs of encouragement, before culminating in a chortled grunt, to then be replaced with heavy panting and soft kisses. Rolling him off of her, Gail kept her legs tightly together, not wanting to let even a single drop leak out of her, while they both spoke about everything and nothing. She stayed with him until she was sure he had drifted off to sleep, before getting up.

Collecting her things, she left him with a single gentle kiss on his forehead, and went back to her room, where she found her new husband in the exact same state she left him in.