‘What is wrong with me?’ Catherine was asking herself, ‘Why am I enjoying my own son doing all this to me. This can’t be happening to me.’Bu... it was, she couldn’t help but morn in pleasure as her son was sucking her breasts. As she did, Doc said, “Well, well, looks like we have a real pervert here, it would seem she is enjoying her son a bit too much.”“I think you are right, she does seem to be enjoying her son.” admitted Andrew.Catherine could only morn at this, unable to deny this, as at that. "Largely symbolic really," continued the old woman, "never even broke the skin. Though I must say, she did struggle and wail most prettily as her little bum cheeks reddened up. My 'usband loved it - we 'ad to walk 'ome really slow, if you know what I mean."Miranda did not know."Anyway," said the old woman, "it's been nice talking to you, but I got to get going - fish to fry and all that. Good day, dearie." And she wandered off.She did not appear to actually have a fish, but that was probably. I held her blouse and in a jerk split it open in a go.I was hungry for her boobs.She was wearing a black bra under and it was struggling to keep her fleshy boobs intact.I grabbed her hair bun and pulled her to me.She was speechless and effortless as I was a beast.He hairs fell open and look beautiful covering her plump breasts, I sat on the sofa and make her sit on my lap, so she could feel my monster on her ass and her soft ass massaged it nice.I took off my shirt and grabbed her boobs.I slide. "We uhm, tried a little. I just felt awkward." She explained, quietly closing the door. "So I was going to ask..." If you could sleep in here again," I finished, a soft nod coming naturally afterwords. "Of course. I just hope... You're not too embarrassed by uh..." By you jacking off? To be honest, after what Kaila told us, it was the last thing I expected to see." Helen shrugged, walking around the bed to the unoccupied side."I was just, uhm..." I tried again, feeling like a bit of an idiot..