I’ll get dressed later.”He brought her the robe and laid it on the covers beside her hip.“I’ll go outside while you get your robe on, and then..., once you’re back in bed I’ll come back in and bring you your food,” he suggested.“Wait,” she said. She wondered why she’d said it. She had no idea why she wanted him to wait. It just felt right to say it.He did, standing patiently.The thought that flowed into her mind was like honey, pure and golden, moving slowly. She wondered where on Earth it had. But then he released his stiff member and using both hands held up what he had been holding to his nose. Her breath caught in her chest when she realized that what had been under his nose was not a hanky but the pair of yellow silk La Senza panties she had put in the hamper this morning before her shower. The same panties she had been wearing when she had masturbated before work. They had been very wet and she had even used them to wipe up with when she had finished. Now her 18 year old son was. I probably wouldn’t have noticed were it not for my heightened arousal. As the plant continues sucking on my breasts with heavy pulses, I feel a little milk start to leak from me. My breasts continue swelling, and the amount of milk leaking from me becomes thicker and stronger with each pull from the plant. Meanwhile, the tendrils in my ass and pussy continue to move, and as I cry and moan and grunt I come to the realization that the vines have resumed growing inside of me. More tendrils now. As I ate my eggs, runny as they were, Mom sat down and drank her coffee. She told me she had been talking to my Aunt Betty, and had heard about some of my shenanigans during my visit with her and my cousins. I blushed to realize that my mother was aware of my sexual experience, but when she reached under the table and placed a hand on my thigh, I knew everything was going to be all right.Mom shyly asked me whether I might like to have a little fun with he, such as I had enjoyed with my aunt and.