" As I say this and quickly look at her amazing bust covered by white sweater."Really?" She says surprised but quickly notices that I'm worried and hu...s me. I feel those soft boobs pressing against my head as she pulls me to her. "I didn't mean to say that way, I bet it's totally normal too. Maybe it's just a phase and you get over it." Though I wouldn't want to leave this heavenly softness, I pull myself out of her grip and say. "It's not... It's been like this for years now."She looks at me,. I've fantasized about you so many times. Seeing you dressed in that...and the cigarette...it's really hot.”“I guess it's only fair I confess that I've always wanted to have sex with you. I've listened to you masturbating so many times and on many occasions I've almost gotten up to help you finish the job.”"I wish you would have! I most likely was imagining cumming in your mouth when all along I could have been actually doing it." Well, I did this for you so why don't we make some fantasies come. Her fingernails dug into his shoulder blades as her body withered in need under him. He couldn’t go that far with her though. Not in some hotel while she was running for her life, she deserved better than that. She deserved better than this. With that thought in his head, he pulled away from her panting body. She stared at the ceiling with wide eyes. ‘I’m-‘ ‘Don’t. I don’t have regrets. Don’t treat me like I do.’ She interrupted. ‘Why do you defy me? Am I not good enough?’ ‘What? God, no.’ He. She kept one leg between his to prevent any penetration just yet. Alexander noticed finally that he was on top of his mother and stopped kissing her to gaze at her with the same glazed look she had. He admired her body, the pale tits with their pick aureoles jutting at him, the way her chest rose and fell with each lusty breath she took, and down to the blond thatch of hair that led to his point of origin to the world. Suddenly, the full impact of what he was doing with his mother.