It happened already. It’s not your fault. I understand you’re young and you have needs. You’re still my son. But we can’t let this happen agai.... I’m still your mother and it is still wrong for us to do this. And we can’t let anybody know about what happened.” I said, and then gave him a kiss on the head.We were cuddling in each other’s arms until I fell asleep. Next morning I woke up and found myself naked with my naked son sleeping next to me, so I knew it wasn’t a dream. I really did fuck my. I liked that, and they even let me touch them, and I don't know if I was too aggressive or what, but after going just so far ... they wouldn't go any further. I mean it wasn't that I didn't enjoy the occasional hand job, cause I did, and with Lisa, I even got a few blow jobs ... but I wanted to go all the way and they didn't. That was when I decided it was time to use my natural, or unnatural ability.I had been going to the library during the Christmas break, reading on pheromones, chemical. We became friends through one of the birthday party of a friend where I was introduced to her.Few talks of things we like and not schoolings started that evening and we both started our company.Danced on few of the songs together which I asked her in a filmy way which we both laughed at and danced. Few occasions I was able to get close to her and touch her arms, back and while turning back to me she brushed her boobs on my chest which felt so amazing.Big soft melons they were.That party was at. I told her that I'd pick up a twelve pack if she told me about herself.Her name was Michelle. She was thirty years old and was from out of state. She had worked as a packer in a warehouse, then lost her job. She'd been on streets for seven months, bouncing from guy to guy, and shelter to shelter. She had two kids that she had lost custody of and they lived with her mother. Because of the weather, the shelter was full for the night and she had no place to sleep.We checked into a motel and got a.