Gabriel came very close to falling asleep as well. The gentle trickle of the stream behind him, the whisper of the wind through the trees, as well as the steady breath he could hear through his mother's breast nearly did him in. His mother shifted beneath him, rocking her hips up into him, and whether or not she intended to bring him back in the mood, it certainly did just that. He felt his cock reawakening inside of her, and he groaned, starting to thrust forward again, but after a moment, he pulled out of her, and flopped onto the grass. "Mother, it's getting late. I'm sure we'd be more comfortable back home, yes?"<br/><br/>(Sorry for the brief post!)