Serena welcomed her clients into her office, directing them to take a seat on the couch opposite her chair. Carol and her son, Dylan, greeted her before taking their place on the couch.

Carol was wearing a low-cut black top with a matching black skirt and heels. Dylan was dressed more casually in just shorts and a tee shirt.

Serena grabbed her notepad and a pen before having a seat in her chair.

"I know we had a general overview on the phone when you made the appointment, but I'd like to go over it again." Serena explained. "Can you tell me a little bit about what brings you two in today?"

Carol took a deep breath, nervous to begin.

"This is my son. His name is Dylan and he is 22 years old." Carol told Serena. "A couple of years ago, I became aware of... a particular behavior. I tried to ignore it and look past it, but it kept happening. Again and again."

"And can you elaborate on this behavior for me?"

"Well... it involves my... umm." Carol stammered. "It involves my underwear."

"I see." Serena said nonchalantly, making a note. "And what exactly was it that you noticed?"

"Semen." Carol answered uncomfortably. "A lot of semen."

"Semen in your underwear you mean?"

"Yes." Carol replied. "It was obvious that Dylan had used them while... ya know... pleasuring himself."

"Perfect." Serena added, making another note in her notepad. "And the underwear itself... are we talking about clean pairs? Pairs you had worn and not yet washed?"

"Sorry. Yes, they were my dirty panties from the hamper in my bathroom."

Serena casually added the information to her notes.

"And this behavior concerned you?"

"Yes." Carol said. "I don't have anything against masturbation. But I'm his mother. I feel like it's inappropriate for him to not only steal my dirty panties, but also to use them while he plays with himself."

"It's actually very common for boys to be curious about their own mother and the female body in general." Serena explained. "Dylan, is your mother correct? Have you been using her underwear to help you masturbate?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Can you tell me a little bit about your fascination with her underwear?" Serena continued. "What is it about them that you find so alluring?"

"I don't know for sure." Dylan answered. "It just really turns me on when I'm holding them and then sniff them. Knowing that my mom was the one wearing them. Knowing that the panties were wrapped around her... between her legs... against her ass cheeks. Sometimes I'll even lick the crotch so I can taste her."

Serena continued to casually take notes.

"Were you aware that your son was also tasting your soiled underwear?"

"No I was not!" Carol answered in embarrassment. "Why on earth would you do that, Dylan?"

"Now now." Serena interjected. "We aren't here to judge or shame. It's more helpful if we seek to understand your son and why he finds so much pleasure in this activity."

Carol took a deep breath, trying to relax and allow the therapist to do her job.

"Dylan, I'd like to dive deeper into this." Serena told him. "Would it be okay if I asked you a few more questions?"

"Sure. I don't mind."

"There are no right or wrong answers. The most important thing is to just be open and honest." Serena explained. "So... first of all, do you remember how this obsession began?"

"Not really. I've just always had a fetish for smelling panties. The dirtier the better."

"I see. So you've done this with other girls?"

"Yes ma'am." Dylan said. "I've dated a few girls over the years. With each one, there came a point where I had the opportunity to steal a pair of their panties. A couple of them I stole multiple pairs."

"And it was the same routine as you currently have with your mother? You'd smell and taste them and then end up filling them with your ejaculate?"

"Pretty much." Dylan confirmed. "And those girls had a nice aroma. But I've never sniffed a pair of panties that have smelled better than my mom's."

"Well that's a very sweet thing to say!" Serena told him. "Isn't that quite a compliment, Carol? Hearing that your son prefers your feminine scent over those other, younger girls?"

Carol shook her head slowly in uncertain agreement.

"It's still very strange since he's my son." Carol replied. "But I suppose it is always flattering for someone to compliment the way I smell... down there."

Serena smiled and returned her focus to Dylan.

"Let's go back to focusing on your mother." Serena suggested. "Do you remember your first encounter with her underwear?"

"I do." He answered. "I can't remember why, but she had taken a shower in my bathroom. I think maybe her drain was stopped up. Regardless of the reason, she used my bathroom. Later that afternoon I had to take a piss, so I walk in and I saw her panties crumpled up on the floor. I guess she must've forgotten them."

Serena made more notes.

"And how did you feel?" She asked. "What went through your mind when you saw your mother's discarded and forgotten underwear?"

"I remember being excited just to see them. They were black with lace trim. I've always thought my mom has a sexy body, so seeing something that had been right up against her ass and pussy immediately gave me a thrill." Dylan responded. "When I was done peeing, I took a closer look. That's when I noticed that the crotch had a large stain where her pussy juice had dried. It was beautiful the way it contrasted against the black fabric. Before I even realized it, my cock was rock hard."

"Excellent! And what did you do next?"

"I pulled my shorts back down, grabbed my boner, and held the panties against my face." Dylan recalled. "I took the longest sniff of that stain that I could and almost came immediately."

"Because it smelled so good?"

"That was part of it. The other part was that I knew I was smelling the juices from my own mom's twat. It was very surreal and exciting." Dylan added. "Knowing I was going to cum soon, I took one more deep inhale of the stain, then wrapped the underwear around the head of my penis. It only took a couple of tugs to unload a massive cumshot into her panties."

Serena nodded her head, following along as she added to her notes.

"And what did you do after achieving that sexual gratification?"

"I wiped the remaining cum off my dick with the panties and then took them to her bathroom and put them in the hamper." Dylan answered. "But ever since then, I just can't help myself. I try to use a pair of her underwear at least once a day."

"Good, good. This is exactly the kind of information that will be helpful." Serena said. "It sounds like you've gone through quite a few pairs of your mother's underwear. Do you have any favorites?"

"Favorites?"

"Is there a type or style that you prefer?" Serena continued. "Do you prefer thongs for instance. Or do you maybe opt for a satin pair over a cotton pair?"

"I wouldn't say I have a favorite pair." Dylan answered. "As long as they're dirty and noticeably stained, I can enjoy them."

Serena smiled again as she made more notes.

"So in the end, it all comes back to your admiration for your mother's specific smell and taste." She pointed out before turning to Carol. "How are you feeling now that your son has shared these additional details?"

Carol took a deep breath and adjusted herself. She still felt awkward but hearing Dylan talk about her in such a way had made her start to become aroused.

"I... I'm not sure." Carol admitted. "He's still my son... but I guess I didn't realize how much joy he was getting from it being my specific underwear."

"Does that mean you're warming up to the idea?" Serena asked. "Would you feel comfortable if we explored your son's fetish a bit more right here together?"

"I'm not sure what you mean."

"I assume you're wearing underwear." Serena explained. "I'd like us to take things up a notch to better understand Dylan and his urges. Would you be willing to take off your underwear and let him look at them?"

"Right here? Right now?!"

"Yes." Serena said with a smile. "If we're going to work through this and get you and your son on the same page, I think this could really help."

Carol gasped at the therapist's crude suggestion. Despite her hesitation, the thought of moving forward with something so naughty did send a jolt of arousal through her body.

"I don't know if I can do that." Carol responded before looking at her son. "What do you think, sweetheart? I want to do what I can to help, but do you really think that's a good idea?"

"I think it might be worth a shot, mom." Dylan told her. "She's the expert after all, so maybe we just try it out and see what happens."

Carol couldn't believe her son wanted to go through with this. She took a deep breath and stood up.

"Alright then." She said. "Here goes nothing."

Serena made another note as she watched Carol reach under her skirt and tug her underwear down her legs. Carol stepped out of the panties and retook her seat. She held her underwear out to her son.

"Here you go, sweetie."

Dylan took the underwear from his mother and immediately held it to his face, inhaling deeply through his nose. Carol blushed as she watched her son smell her panties.

"Fantastic!" Serena exclaimed. "Dylan... please describe your thoughts and feelings now that you've got your mother's underwear in your hands."

"It's awesome." Dylan replied. "They're fresh, so they feel warm... and damp."

"Damp?" Serena asked with a grin. "That would seem to indicate that your mother is aroused. Are you aroused, Carol?"

Carol blushed again, feeling ashamed.

"Yes, I am." She answered. "It's probably just because we've been talking about sex and masturbation. That's all."

Serena made more notes on her notepad.

"That's possible." She told Carol. "It's also possible that you're turned on by your son being enamored with you... your body... the way you smell and taste."

"M-maybe... I guess."

"It's quite obvious that your son is excited too." Serena added, referring to the growing bulge in his shorts. "Is that accurate, Dylan? Are you aroused?"

Dylan sniffed the panties again.

"I definitely have a boner."

Serena smiled again.

"Great!" She said. "Now tell me, Dylan... is your fascination entirely with the underwear... or are there other thoughts and desires that you'd like to share?"

"I have a lot of thoughts." Dylan answered. "But I'm not sure my mom wants to know about them."

"No need to be nervous." Serena assured him. "This is a safe place where we can be open with each other. It's important to explore those other desires that you're feeling."

Dylan took another long, deep sniff of his mother's panties.

"Well, if im being honest..." He said. "...when I'm holding, smelling, and tasting her underwear... I do sometimes fantasize about other stuff. Like fucking her."

Carol gasped again at her son's blunt confession.

"You should not be thinking about things like that!" Carol scolded.

"Easy. Let's calm down." Serena instructed. "Dylan just opened up to you in a very profound way. We need to be supportive and encouraging of him being willing to explore his feelings."

"You're right. I'm sorry." Carol said. "I just never expected him to say that."

"I understand. But you're a very attractive woman, Carol." Serena added. "Is it so far-fetched that a man would have sexual feelings toward you?"

"Of course not, but Dylan is my son."

"He's also a man. With urges. And a penis." Serena continued. "You need to accept that side of him. He's an adult with adult needs."

"I know. You're absolutely right."

"Good. I think I might know a way to help you see him as a beautiful man rather than just your son." Serena said. "It's likely going to make you uncomfortable, Carol, but I think it's important."

Carol nodded nervously. Serena again turned to Dylan.

"I think it's time to do more than discuss your feelings with your mother." Serena explained. "It's time to show her how you feel."

"And how do I do that?"

"Well, I'd like you to pull down your shorts and underwear." Serena said. "Can you do that for me, Dylan?"

Carol shook her head in disbelief but knew better than to protest again. Dylan lifted up his butt and pulled down his shorts and underwear to his ankles, freeing his eight inch erection. Carol tried to look away, but couldn't help but glance at her son's thick manhood.

"It's okay to look, Carol. You can look at your son's penis." Serena told her. "In fact, I'd like to have you do the same thing and take off your skirt so that he can look at you as well."

"You want me to get naked in front of my son?!"

"You can leave your top on... for now." Serena said with a wink. "But yes, I'd like you to take off your skirt please."

"Come on, mom. Let's just do what she says and see if it helps." Dylan pleaded.

"Fine." Carol muttered.

Dylan watched as his mother stood up and turned away from him. She unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Dylan took the opportunity to look at his mother's bare ass cheeks as she stepped out of the skirt and then sat back down on the couch beside him.

"Very good." Serena commented, seeing them exposed below the waist and seated together. "Now let's talk about your son and that... very excited... penis of his."

Serena smiled brightly at her patients.

"It's clear that he's enamored with you and your vagina, Carol. Especially your unique scent and flavor." Serena explained. "Look at how erect your son's penis is right now. Take a long, hard look at it."

Carol glanced over at her son's lap, staring at the eight inch slab of meat he was brandishing. And also the two plump testicles resting below the shaft. She involuntarily bit her lower lip as a feeling of lust came over her.

"It is certainly throbbing, isn't it?" Carol noted. "It's a very nice dick. Beautiful even."

"Why don't you go ahead and touch it?" Serena suggested. "Feel it in your hand."

"Yeah, mom. Grab my cock!" Dylan encouraged.

Carol hesitated briefly, but slowly moved her hand over to her son's lap, wrapping her hand around the base of his thick, veiny shaft.

"Oh my!" She said with a gasp, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes.

"How is that?" Serena inquired. "How does it feel to have you son's manhood... his fully erect penis... in your hand?"

"It's still a little weird. He's my son." Carol admitted. "But if I'm being honest, it really is a wonderful dick. Big, thick. It's quite lovely. He certainly has become quite a man."

"And Dylan?" Serena asked. "How do you feel with your mother holding and complimenting your genitals?"

"I've fantasized about this so many times." Dylan answered. "This is amazing!"

"Excellent! I'm so proud of you both for working past your inhibitions." Serena exclaimed, making a note of his reply. "Now... would you like to return the favor?"

"You mean...?"

"Would you like to feel your mother's vagina?" Serena added for clarification.

"Hell yes I want to feel her pussy!"

"Are you sure that's for the best?" Carol asked, still holding Dylan's warm, thick cock in her hand.

"I do. It's important for you two to continue bonding. We've already made a lot of progress, so it's time to take the next step." Serena explained. "Please spread your legs so that Dylan can touch you."

Carol continued to hold her son's penis as she opened her thighs a bit further. Serena watched as Dylan moved his hand over to his mother's stomach, then slowly down, over the soft tuft of pubic hair, and ultimately resting his open hand on her bare vulva.

"How does that feel, Dylan?"

"It's really warm and wet." Dylan said as his erection twitched in his mother's hand. "It's nice. I'd honestly like to stick a finger or two in there though."

"Carol, that's completely up to you." Serena advised. "Would you be willing to allow your son to further explore your vagina?"

Carol took a deep breath, carefully considering her answer. She felt her son's erection throb against her hand once again.

"I suppose that would be okay." She finally answered.

"Wonderful!" Serena proclaimed, pleased with Carol's open-mindedness. "Dylan, why don't you take your shorts all the way off and kneel in front of your mother? That will give you a much better angle to view her body and slide your fingers inside of her."

Dylan and Carol took their hands out of each other's laps so that Dylan could stand up and completely remove his shorts. He also took off his shirt, giving Carol a few extra moments to stare at her son's rigid cock. Once naked, Dylan knelt in front of the couch.

"Carol, would you mind scooting closer?" Serena asked. "We want Dylan to be able to get a really good look at you. He should have a clear view between your legs."

Carol nodded, scooting toward the edge of the couch and opening her legs further, ensuring Dylan had an unobstructed view between her thighs. He was awestruck at the sight of his mother's fully exposed cunt, glistening with arousal.

"He took his shirt off too." Carol commented. "Should I remove my top so that we're both completely nude?"

"I think you should ask him."

Carol looked at her son and asked, "Do you want me to take off my top, sweetie?"

"Yes, please." Dylan told her. "I want to see your tits, mom."

Dylan refocused his view once again between his mother's legs, in awe of how beautiful her vagina looked. Carol pulled her top off and allowed her 32C breasts to be freed. There was no mistaking how excited she was thanks to her hard nipples.

"You have a really pretty pussy, mom." Dylan said, raising his head to see her bare chest. "And a great pair of tits!"

"Thank you, honey." Carol told her son. "That's very sweet of you to say."

"I'm loving the open communication between you two." Serena added. "Dylan, I believe you were wanting to experience putting one of your fingers inside of your mother. Is that still the case?"

"Absolutely." Dylan confirmed, still staring. "But first I'd prefer to smell it."

"I don't mind being a helping hand." Serena said. "But I'd like you both to focus on communicating with each other directly."

Dylan nodded at the therapist's instruction, looking again at his naked mother.

"Would that be okay?" He asked. "Can I smell your cunt, mom?"

"Yes, honey." Carol answered. "You may smell me."

Dylan leaned in, lowering his face between her legs, until his nose was barely an inch from his mother's vagina. Dylan took a long, slow, deep inhale of her feminine scent through his nostrils. And then he took another before leaning back, a look of quiet bliss on his face.

"Wow. That's a fantastic aroma." Dylan told his mother. "I mean I recognize it from smelling your dirty underwear all the time, but that was fresh and raw and directly from the source."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it so much." Carol said with a smile. "I still can't believe I'm doing this with my own son, but I can't deny how turned on I am right now. Would you still like to put a finger inside of me?"

"I'd like to put a lot more than just my finger in your cunt!" Dylan joked. "But I'm happy to start with just a finger or two."

Dylan extended his hand, running the tip of his middle finger up and down Carol's moist slit. Carol took a deep breath as she felt her son begin to explore her sexually.

"Your lips are so soft and sexy." He commented.

Dylan made another pass along her labia before gently pushing his finger forward, past the lips, and sliding it into Carol's warm, wet vagina.

"Oh goodness." She gasped. "You're actually doing it. You're actually fingering your own mother."

Dylan added his index finger alongside his middle finger into his mother's damp fuckhole, causing her to gasp again. Dylan could feel her cunt getting even creamier. Carol couldn't help but begin to fondle and squeeze her bare breasts as her son slowly fingered her.

"That feels wonderful, honey." Carol whispered. "You're really good with those fingers."

As he probed her warmth, Dylan positioned his thumb against his mother's clitoris, gently rubbing it in small circles. Carol panted as she enjoyed the sexual attention. Serena continued to make notes as she casually observed Dylan fingering his mother's wet folds.

"How is it, Dylan?" Serena asked. "Is this how you imagined it when you fantasized about being with your mother?"

"For the most part it's way, way better than I ever hoped." Dylan answered. "But whenever I think about her when I'm jerking off, I'm fantasizing about actually fucking her. Fucking her pussy. Fucking her in the ass."

"I see. So you're enjoying using your fingers." Serena noted. "But you would prefer to have your erect penis inside of her. Is that accurate?"

"Correct."

Serena jotted down Dylan's acknowledgement before continuing.

"How about you, Carol?" Serena asked. "Would you be interested in letting your son insert his erection in your vagina? Letting him feel your love wrap around him?"

Prior to therapy, Carol would have been horrified by such a request. But having Dylan's fingers play with her snatch had her sex drive revved up.

"I guess... maybe?" She answered. "I don't know. I'm very aroused but I'm not sure I can have full blown sex with my son."

Dylan's manhood throbbed as he continued to finger his mother.

"Can I ask what the hesitation is?" Serena questioned. "You both are very clearly enjoying the current activities. If he weren't your son... if he was just a nice man you were dating... wouldn't you want to experience having sex with him?"

"Of course!" Carol conceded.

"Are you worried about his size?" Serena asked. "Do you think your son's penis is too big?"

"Not at all." Carol replied. "I've had sex with plenty of well hung men over the years."

"If you want him to stop ejaculating in your underwear..." Serena said. "...the answer might be to let him ejaculate inside of you instead."

"Yeah mom." Dylan agreed. "I could cum directly in your twat."

Hearing her son speak in such a filthy way sent Carol over the edge as her body quivered in ecstasy. Dylan continued to rub her vaginal walls as she trembled.

"I see that you just achieved an orgasm." Serena pointed out, adding to her notes. "Don't you think your son also deserves the chance to have an orgasm?"

"You're right. He does." Carol admitted.

"Excellent!" Serena exclaimed. "And are you willing to assist him with that?"

"Yes."

Serena happily added to her notes before proceeding.

"Ok, Dylan." She said. "We need to make this official. I want you to look your mother in the eyes and ask her to give you what you're wanting."

Dylan finally removed his fingers from his mother's vagina and looked at her.

"You're so pretty, mom." He told her. "I'd really like to make love to you now. Would that be ok? Can I please fuck you in the pussy?"

Carol managed a smile, still enjoying the afterglow of her prior orgasm.

"Yes, sweetie. We can have sex." Carol answered. "Is there a particular position that you prefer?"

Dylan gave the question a brief consideration.

"I think maybe doggie style." He said. "That way I can look at your ass while I pound you."

Carol slowly repositioned herself so that she was on the couch on all fours. Dylan got to his feet and then got into position behind her, admiring the beautiful sight of her bare ass. He couldn't resist pushing her cheeks open and staring directly at her anus.

"Your butthole is even sexier than I imagined, mom."

"Thank you, honey."

"Can I play with it?" Dylan asked. "Can I rub and finger your shithole while we have sex?"

"Yes, that's fine."

Dylan took his erection in his hand and ran the head of his cock along his mother's pussy lips, causing Carol to gasp.

"I'm loving the communication." Serena told them. "Try to keep communicating even while you're making passionate love together."

"Ready, mom?"

Carol took a deep breath as she mentally prepared herself to be penetrated by her own son.

"Yes. I'm ready. Put your cock inside me, honey."

Dylan pushed forward, beginning to insert his penis into his mother's soft, moist vagina. Carol gasped as she felt her son's girth.

"Oh baby." She said. "You're so big!"

"Does it feel ok?"

"It feels amazing, honey." Carol encouraged. "Keep going!"

Dylan eased the remainder of his cock into his mother's cunt and then began to gently fuck her. He placed a hand on her bare ass, moving his thumb to her buttcrack, then between her buns and directly against her anus.

"You two are doing great. Just wonderful." Serena told them. "Is it as enjoyable as you fantasized about, Dylan?"

"It's way better." Dylan answered. "She's so wet and warm."

He pulled his hand from her crack just long enough to smell his thumb before putting it right back and continuing to rub her anus.

"And her asshole smells really nice." He added. "I'm really enjoying this. I can't believe I'm finally getting to fuck my mom!"

"And how are you feeling, Carol?"

"It's nice to be getting laid!" She exclaimed. "It's been too long since I've had a proper dicking."

Hearing this encouraged Dylan to pick up the pace at which his penis was thrusting in and out of his mother's snatch. He also pushed the tip of his thumb past her sphincter and into her anus, causing Carol to gasp again.

"Is it okay that I stuck my finger in your butt, mom?"

"Yes, honey. That feels nice... you just caught mommy off guard." Carol told her son. "You're welcome to stick more than just one finger in there."

Excited, Dylan pulled his thumb out his mother's asshole and replaced it with the two fingers that were still coated in Carol's vaginal juices.

"I'm so proud of the progress you've both made." Serena commented as she watched them having sex on her couch. "When you first got here, you were wanting your son to stop masturbating in your dirty underwear and now his erect penis is probing the most intimate part of your body. It's a beautiful sight."

Carol moaned as Dylan continued making love to her from behind and fingering her ass.

"That feels so good." Carol said. "Keep giving mommy that nice, big dick."

"Oh I will, mom." Dylan confirmed. "Fucking you like this is a dream come true. Your juicy twat feels amazing on my cock. And your butthole is so tight around my fingers."

"Just keep working at it, honey." Carol told her son. "I know from lots of experience that my anus can loosen up rather nicely."

"You two are so sweet together." Serena said, continuing to watch the action. "It looks like you're really working over her vagina now, Dylan!"

"Yes ma'am."

Dylan continued to thrust in and out of his mother as he took his free hand and smacked her on the ass.

"You're such a naughty boy!" Carol cried out. "Mommy loves it!"

Dylan dug his fingers into her ass with the same pace and intensity as his cock was fucking her pussy. Serena continued to nake notes as they made love.

"You're going to make mommy cum again, baby!" Carol shouted. "Give me that dick. Give mommy your beautiful dick!"

"Great job, you two." Serena encouraged. "Keep at it Dylan. Don't stop now."

"I'm not stopping until I cum."

"You can shoot it on my ass if you want, sweetie." Carol suggested.

"No chance, mom." Dylan told her. "When I blow, every drop is going inside you."

Carol's eyes went wide as she heard her son's declaration that he was going to ejaculate in her vagina. But she couldn't deny how good she felt taking his dick while also having his fingers in her rear.

"Fantastic use of communication." Serena noted. "You two were able to negotiate the terms of Dylan's orgasm while in the middle of having sex."

Dylan pulled his fingers out of Carol's ass and used both hands to grab her hips, helping him to be able to really slam into her. Serena continued to watch Dylan's penis slide in and out of his mother.

Carol moaned as she felt a second orgasm wash over her.

"Now it's my turn, mom."

"Okay honey." Carol acquiesced. "Give mommy your seed."

Dylan gave his mother's cunt a few more powerful thrusts before finally plunging himself balls deep inside her. His cock twitched and began to unload. Several generous spurts of semen coated Carol's inner walls. Dylan made sure every drop was milked before finally taking his penis out of his mother.

"Goodness..." Carol said, trying to regain her composure. "...that was intense."

"That was awesome, mom!"

Carol and her son stood up from the couch. Dylan picked up her panties and handed them to her.

"You should probably put these back on." Dylan told her. "We don't want any of my cum to drip out and fall on the floor."

Carol blushed and giggled as she put her underwear back on and pulled them up.

"That was a lot of very special bonding that you two just did." Serena said. "How are we feeling? Mom?"

"I'm not complaining about having two orgasms."

"I'll bet." Serena added with a smile. "How are you feeling, Dylan?"

"I feel really good." Dylan answered. "I'd like to start doing that on a regular basis."

"That sounds like a brilliant idea." Serena agreed. "But that's ultimately up to you and Carol."

Dylan pulled his mother close to him and wrapped his arms around her. He then leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips before looking deep into her eyes.

"Can we, mom?" Dylan asked. "Can we keep fucking each other?"

Carol blushed and smiled.

"Yes, sweetie." She said. "I'd like to continue having sex with you."

"Can I try maybe fucking your butt a little bit next time?"

Carol grinned.

"Sure, sweetheart. You can bend your mommy over and take my bottom."

Carol and Dylan embraced in another passionate kiss before pulling back and turning to face Serena.

"I am so proud of you both." Serena told them. "You were able to work through your feelings together, overcome boundaries, and ultimately take your relationship to a new level. Excellent work!"

"Thank you so much for your help." Carol replied. "None of this would've been possible without you."

"That's what I'm here for. I'm just doing my job." Serena said. "Nothing brings me joy like helping family members come together."

Serena watched with pride as Carol and Dylan put their clothes back on. They exchanged their gratitude once more and then left the office. After they were gone, Serena smiled to herself.

"Another successful session!"​