This story is with her consent, I wanted to add pictures but she refused. Sorry guys.I have always been interested in MILFs because of my attraction t... my mother. You can say I have been a very bad boy from an early age. I used to find excuses to see my mom naked, or used to spy on her using secret cameras. Hell, I even used to smell my mom’s panties, bra and masturbate.Once while my father was out on a business trip, I used ‘saving electricity as an excuse to sleep in the same bed as my. This required a little serious thought. I powered down the DVR, and as Idid, the door in the wall vanished. Whew. I tried to unplug the DVR, but Icouldn't do it- it seemed to be fused to the wall outlet. Just anothercurious thing.I knew that none of this was possible. Doors don't just appear out ofnowhere and they don't lead to other houses. It was still early, but Iwent to the fridge to crack a beer. Then I examined the wall on both sidesand damned if I couldn't find a single thing out. When he was in and positioned like he wanted to be, he started going faster, going in and out. I was uncomfortable and hurting, wishing it would be over soon. I know he wasnt purposely trying to hurt me, cause he kept asking if he was hurting me. I just put a smile on my face and told him no. I knew it wouldnt end until he was finished, so I decided to move my body with his, following his lead. I'm glad that I did, because it didn't hurt as much. He was really liking it too because he started. “Fine dear,” mom answered.“Spectacular,” Nancy said.“And why is that?” he followed up putting his napkin on his lap.“I got asked to go to the Blake Shelton Concert. It’s in two days,” she explained.“And who is the lucky fellow whom I get to interrogate before he takes my pumpkin out to a concert.”“Uh ... that would be me, Dad,” I admitted, to the excited eyes of my sister and the evil eye of my mother.“My goodness, the way you sound about it, I thought it might be a real boyfriend and not just.