"So, how do I look, sweetie?"
Damn. You'd forgotten how much of a knockout your mother was. Though she had some fat on her hips, she was otherwise as slender and curvy as a MILF could be. And with her pixie haircut, she somehow seemed even younger.
"You look really sexy, mom."
"Good, because I want to make this special. Remind me what we're celebrating?"
You think fast. "That I finally got that promotion so we can pay for that new house I promised you?"
"That's right. Ever since your father left us, I've been too scared to find another man. But it turns out the one I needed was right in front of me the whole time."
"You really mean that, mom?"
"I do, sweetie. And now that you have a big fancy job to support us, it's time to expand our little family."
She made a little bed on the floor using some blankets and the two of you made sweet and extremely passionate love. Your mother was very experienced and carefully guided you in pleasuring her, showing how to use her breasts as hand grips and her legs as supports so you could penetrate her with little effort. Before long, you felt the urge and came right inside her."
"Mom, can you have a baby?"
To that, she slapped you. "I hope you're not insinuating that I'm old, dear. I can still carry a child. And if this one doesn't work out, then we'll just have to try again. I'm going to raise our baby no matter what it takes."
"Mom..."
"Now what?"
"Is this really going to work? I mean, the age difference."
Your mother looked deep into your eyes, so much so you could see the tears leaking from hers.
"Sweetie, I don't care what anyone thinks. It wouldn't matter if I was a hundred and you were five. I love you, not just as my son but as my husband. You've sacrificed so much to take care of me, so let me be your loving wife and take care of you and our child."
You kissed, and then fell into a deep sleep.