Artemis the Absol shudders and groans softly in his mother's grip, eyes rolling back slightly as another wave of pleasure rolls and jolts through his form--though his cries of bliss would be rather difficult to hear, what with his tongue so intertwined with Aphrodite's.  "M-mom...t-this isn't what I-I had in m-mind when you said w-we'd wash together---mmnfh!"  The small 'sol gasps, having only a few moments to catch his breath, hot water streaming and rolling down both of their coats, the Absols already soaked and warmed to the core.

       "Oh, Arty.  Mommy can't just ignore when you get all hot and bothered, now.  You're still learning how to use this thing properly~"  She coos, giving his prick a rather pointed squeeze, fingers dancing deftly along his tip, swirling around and getting coated in hot pre.  "And you're just too handsome to resist~"  She says with a low growl, leaning in and pushing her muzzle to his once more, pinning him up against the shower door, chest pressed heavily against his back as she resumes the deep, incestuous kiss. 
       Artemis the Absol opens his mouth to respond or complain, only for his thoughts to be washed away by another wave of hot water and lust.  Part of him knows this is wrong, knows he shouldn't be doing this, but with his mom egging him on and lust taking control of his instincts, what can a pre-teen do but continue?   He lets out another slight moan, tensing up against Aphrodite as one of her hands slides down to caress and squeeze at his too-big sack, balls already starting to swell and churn with his load.  The Dark-type is at full mast, his mother's hands working skillfully, deftly all along his loins, and he moves his hips in time with her, thrusting into her pumping.

       "C'mon, Arty, don't hold back on me, now.  Just keep going."  She says in a low, simmering growl.  "Oh, you're so BIG...your father would be so jealous, I'm sure.  But I'm keeping you all to myself, my hung little boy."  Aphrodite says, giving his balls a rather rough, pointed squeeze.  "M-M-MOM!  T-that's t-that's t-too...much..."  He stammers, throwing his arms out for balance, catching himself on the frame of the glass shower door--seems like someone was overwhelmed by his need and pleasure, if the new streams of pre dripping down Aphrodite's fingers and palm are any indication 
 	Artemis the Absol: "Ooooh, someone's getting close, aren't they~?"   She coos, leaning in and nibbling at his ear, giving it a slight tug.  She pushes her chest up that much harder against his back, and Arty swears he can feel her milk dripping down his back--no, no, it's just the water and wishful thinking on his part.  Right?  "We'll work on your endurance and sensitivity another time.  Right now, you need these big, fat balls to get emptied--you're so thick, so hot, so pent up!"  She teases, pulling him back and trading places, pushing him behind her and resting herself against the glass.  "Now, do just as mommy says:  slide it up and against my legs, right here~"  She says, patting at her calves.  "And cut loose~"
        Artemis blinks blearily and wipes the water from his face, getting only a few moments to breathe and clear his head.  "M-mom?  What are y...oh, o-okay.  Something l-like t-thissSSS!"  He says, stepping carefully behind her, grabbing her shoulders for balance, using one hand to guide himself in.  As he inches closer, Aphrodite smirks, pushing and grinding her rump back against him, finishing the job and pushing his shaft up and against her slick, soft thighs.  "F-ffffaaakkk...m-mom y-you're so warm!"  He moans, wasting no time in starting to thrust and hump against her legs, balls slamming against her legs with a muted, wet slap.  It's a good thing he's so much smaller than she, otherwise the weight of those orbs and his thrusting might knock her over!
       "Yes, y-yesyesyes, just like that, Arty.  F-fuck mommy with t-that massive cock!"  She stammers, a hand finally sliding down her form to poke and prod at her folds and clit, the MILF crumbling and starting to play with herself.  "Come oooon, give me all t-that cum, son!"  She growls, fingers gliding in and out of her sex as a claw circles and pokes her clit--this isn't a marathon run, this is a sprint, one with a very, VERY messy finish.

       As she pleasures herself, her thrusting and bumping back against Arty's thrusts becomes more frequent, her legs pressing that much more tightly 'round every curve and ridge of his shaft.  Arty feels his knot start to swell, his balls start to tense up, and a familiar heat build up in his lower belly.  "F-f-fff, a-aah-aaahhh...m-mom, I-I c-can't hold b-back a-any more...!"  He stammers, his hands sliding down from her shoulders to grip at his mother's chest, squeezing and pinching her tits as they're pressed up firmly against the glass shower door.  "I-it's coming out!  I-I'm cumming!  M-mom, m-mom I-I-I I'm cumminggggggg!"  He cries out, slamming his hips jerkily, violently against hers, finally blowing his load.  Dozens upon dozens of hot, steamy strands of seed shoot out and coat her thighs, splattering and dripping down Aphrodite's legs and all along the shower door.  The shower would eventually clear away the evidence, but that would take time--something that passes so, SO slowly for the both of them.

       "Aaaall of it, give me aaaaaaall of your cum~"  Aphrodite says, reaching back and caressing her son's cheek, wriggling and grinding her legs together as he rides out his climax.  Her own fingers work furiously, flicking in and out, in and out of her pussy.  Artemis, the poor inexperienced kid, shifts and slams his hips haphazardly, with no regard for direction nor angle--and that lack of learned caution angles him upwards, his tip hooking and grinding against her folds.  Instinct fully in control, Artemis SLAMS his hips upwards, taking the path of least resistance and ramming it home.  "Ooh, good boy, Artemis, good b--w-wait, Arty, no n-not there, d-d-don't f-finish T-THEEEEREEEE!"

       Aphrodite's eyes go wide with shock and bliss, the MILF letting out gasps and moans of surprise and pleasure as her son finishes.  With such a sudden filling, not to mention the sheer size and volume of his shaft and seed, the Absol climaxes on the spot, instantly coating Arty's shaft in her juices and clenching down powerfully 'round his length.  Luckily for the both of them, Artemis' knot was far, far too inflated for him to tie her--but the risk is still there.
       "Y-you...A-arty y-you're t-too big...y-you...f-finished inside m-mommy...!"  She stammers, twitching and groaning as he slides out from within her, balls finally starting to deflate as he coats her legs and rump once more.  "W-we're going to have a l-long talk after this, y-young man..."  She says, shooting him a firm look.  She knows it's not entirely his fault--hell, it's probably more her fault than her son's--but she knows she'll need to have a...rather important talk with him, regardless.  "But for now, rest well, Arty~"  She says, scooting back towards him with a small smile, giving his tip a light peck.  She can see, Artemis' eyes are already closing, the young Absol barely staying awake, and she simply crouches down, caressing and licking at his shaft and balls as he lets all those gallons loose, passing out in bliss.
       Her fur whiter than ever before and her son's balls back down to a 'normal' size, she gives that sack one last kiss before standing up.  "G-getting too old for this..."  She mumbles to herself, the pain from her straining quickly melting away beneath the warm water as she gazes at her son.  She takes a seat next to him, wrapping her arm around his shoulders in a tender embrace.  "Sleep well, little Artemis.  Mommy will take care of everything~"