Ayan: No, Mom. It is nothing like that.Mona: Or did you just think something like you are sending it to a mature, lonely, unsatisfied woman, you might...have a chance with?Ayan: Oh, please. Mom. Come on… Don’t do this to me.Mona: Maybe… You played with it, a little bit after I asked you for the picture, the second time.Ayan: No, Mom. Seriously!Mona: Then, how is it that you are so hard? Ayan?Ayan: I don’t know, Mom.Mona: You are very sure it is not because you sent it to me?Ayan: Yes, Mom.Mona:. ”“Now….as I said, you have a choice to make, and it won’t be an easy choice I’m sure. But it’s one you have to make all the same…”She used her fingertip to tease the sensitive spot underneath my cock head as she spoke.“I know how much you love to eat my pussy and make me cum, so I’m going to give you a choice. Either you can spend the next two weeks free to play with your cock and make yourself cum whenever you want… or, you can spend the next two weeks eating my pussy and making me cum. Stay late, work the weekend, take your vacation later, it was most aggravating to me. Actually to both of us, I really wasn't being fair to Ted at the moment."Oh, honey, I'm sorry. I know that you are not doing this on purpose. I will be all right. It will be fun. Let's go to our room, and maybe we can get an early start on our fun."Our room was very nice. The bed was huge, and we also had a Jacuzzi in the bathroom. We put away our things, then settled in. Getting undressed, I tried to be as. I wrote down the titles, not wanting to leave any evidence of my parental violation of privacy and logged out of the Internet. Curious, I searched the word 'mom' on his files and noticed a plethora of stories saved. I was shocked at the obvious revelation that my son wanted to have sex with me, or at least it was his biggest fantasy. Yet I could not even begin to fathom how to deal with this knowledge. I logged out of his computer and realizing the time, headed out for my first showing of the.