As my son has grown into a strong, mature man, his body belongs to me alone. As a mother, it's only natural that I fulfill my duty when he experiences a woman for the first time. Enveloped in his warmth, I feel his tongue gently exploring my body—an affection so tender it moves my heart. Every time our skin touches, the heat between us grows deeper. As he matures, his feelings slowly begin to change. Entrusting him with his first experience brings me immense joy and pride as a mother. In that moment, our bond grows even stronger.