I never thought I'd have to admit them to anyone, let alone my husband! However, thanks to his curiosity, and my inability to lie to him, Johan now kn...w exactly what I thought about when I masturbated. Exactly. God! It was a turn on and a nightmare at the same time. Johan is the kind of guy who loves to do new things. To him, it's a challenge to 'keep it interesting'. At the same time, in his own way, he's kind of conservative too. I mean, he ties me up and spanks me, and he has me stick my. I didn’t even know how to react, my own son sucking on my neck while holding my hands.“Oh alright, but you must promise to make this quick, I’m almost breaking all the rules for you already.” I said, breaking my silence.He pulled his mouth away from my neck and kissed me on my lips.“I know you’re the best, mom.” He said with a smile.I giggled a few times and cleverly said, “Oh sure, I’m the only mother who would let her son fuck her every week, of course I’m the best. And to think your dad was. She cupped them. ‘Would you like to feel these between your lips? Would you suckle me?’ I nodded. ‘In time, perhaps.' She lifted her skirts and spread her legs wide and, opening the gusset of her fine silk pantaloons, revealed her dark triangle of hair and spread her nether lips. I could see the glister of moisture there as her finger stroked between them. ‘Would you lick me here? Would you allow your tongue to caress these lips?’ Again I nodded. ‘But you cannot, can you? You are helpless and. I put an arm around her and began slowly running my fingers over her breast and nipple through her dress. The harder her nipple got, the closer her hand moved to my crotch. Eventually, she began unbuckling my belt, but it was awkward and I had to stop her so we wouldn't wreck.All of a sudden I heard a horn honk that took my mind away from what we were doing and I realized I was driving like twenty miles an hour while swerving a bit with a couple of cars behind us whose drivers were obviously.