.. “Each of you just imagine, if you will, your body looking identical to Sharon’s. Would you want to show your naked titties and your sexy butts ...o all your friends?”“NO WAY!” Both of then answered.“Would you tease all the boys who gather around, wanting to feel of your titties, or ask you to show them. Would you let at least one boy see your titties and maybe feel them?“Judy?”“NO WAY – Mom has taught us better than that. You can ask Sharon.”“Carol?”“HECK NO!” But, I have to tell you, if you. I was the only boy, actually a young man at the time, 19 and a college athlete. My mom was a very attractive woman, tall, striking and very well built. I had stolen looks at her when she was dressing, and I had often masturbated, thinking about her. I always felt guilty after, but that was likely the result of Catholic school upbringing.I walked in the door, threw my keys on the table, headed to the closet and grabbed a towel. Normally, mom would be upstairs, and I would use the tub on the. It was a strange FIRE. I don’t know how I lost all control over myself and held her hands. Guys believe me I had never touched so hot a body part. It was literally hot. I had never felt that hotness before.Suddenly as soon as I held her hands she had no courage to look into my eyes. I hold her hands tight and she did not resist. I told her what?? She said nothing and just closed her eyes. . ……..I forgot all the virtues and left behind all everything. All I could see was her closed eyes and lips. She would then guide me to her vagina, where I would now be able to thrust harder, faster, and for longer time. We would then bathe quickly and part ways. Over a week of such bliss had passed. On one of those occasions, she had quickly undressed, and whispered in my ear: "Hide. Other women are also coming to bathe this morning". I quickly went back to my hiding spot, just in time before a couple other women came. One was mature, just as Nana, and somewhat thin. The other was young, with a thin.