She cupped her big, weighty t**s with each of her hands and toyed with her luscious melons, squeezing and kneading them as her son watched and continued stroking his boldly exposed erection. The woman's mouth watered over the sight of that man sized piece of flesh. She wanted to feel it between her supple lips and make her baby man moan with hot need, but she was so unsure of what to do next. This was her son, and she'd been trained all of her life to not desire him. Yet the thought of him as her lover had her entire body quivering. She now couldn't look at him without seeing him as both her lover and her son. The two roles were merging into one, and that was making his mother's cunt dribble like a broken faucet.
Unsure of what else to do, Barbara sat down on the end of the coffee table i
