Anna’s eyes were wide with horror as Leo kept thrusting into her mouth.
Tears streamed down her face while she gagged around his cock.
She tried to push him away, her hands slapping weakly at his thighs, but he held her head tightly with both hands.
“Mom… you finally know,” he groaned, fucking her throat deeper.
“All those times you woke up sore… it was me. Every single time.”
Anna made a broken sound around his cock, her body shaking.
The realization was too much.
Her own son had been using her body while she was unconscious.
Leo suddenly pulled out of her mouth.
A string of saliva connected her lips to his cock.
Before she could speak, he grabbed her under the arms and threw her onto the bed.
“Leo— stop! Please stop!” Anna cried, trying to crawl away.
“This is insane— I’m your mother!”
Leo climbed on top of her, yanking her yoga pants and panties down in one rough motion.
He forced her legs apart and shoved his cock inside her pussy with one hard thrust.
He started fucking her violently, pinning her wrists above her head.
The bed creaked loudly with every brutal thrust.
“You’re so much tighter when you’re awake,” he growled, pounding into her.
“I’ve been dreaming about this.”
Anna was sobbing, twisting beneath him.
“Leo, no! Stop— this is wrong! You can’t do this!”
But Leo didn’t stop.
He fucked her harder, deeper, like he had been holding back for weeks.
One of his hands moved to her breast, squeezing it roughly while he kissed her neck.
“I love you,” he kept repeating between thrusts.
“I love you, Mom. You’re mine now.”
Anna’s struggles slowly weakened.
Her body was betraying her — even through the shock and fear, her pussy was getting wet around his cock.
She hated herself for it.
Leo noticed and smirked.
“Your body knows it belongs to me.”
He flipped her over onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, and entered her again from behind.
He fucked her even harder in this position, one hand pushing her face into the pillow while the other gripped her waist.
Anna moaned brokenly into the pillow, a mix of crying and unwilling pleasure.
Leo leaned down and whispered in her ear:
“From now on, no more drugs. No more sleeping. You’re going to take it while you’re awake… every day.”
He fucked her through two of his own orgasms, filling her up both times without pulling out.
By the time he finally stopped, Anna was limp beneath him, breathing heavily, cum leaking out of her.
Leo pulled out slowly and turned her onto her back.
He looked down at her tear-streaked face.
Anna stared up at him, completely broken.
“…Why?” she whispered, voice hoarse.
Leo leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.
“Because I love you,” he said.
“And now you know the truth.”