With that I leaned back into my seat and began driving us home as I had before mom's small breakdown, the only change being my right hand and her left hand clasped together with our fingers laced. Mom continuously glanced at my face and our laced fingers, as she tried to come to terms with her feelings and desires. She wanted her son sexually, which had been clear for months now. Her constant m**********n to incest porn involving stars that resembled the two of us and m**********g when directly thinking about me were clear to her of her s****l desires towards me. She also felt so safe and loved when we were together that she began to finally realize that she was completely in love with me. Her natural submissive nature also yearned for me to acknowledge my dominance over her and claim her
