The kiss they were sharing was so passionate that both of them were moaning and breathing heavily. Alison felt loved for the first time in 7 years.“...ric, I love you”. “I love you too mom”. Eric responded and looked at his mom again, before kissing her again with all of his passion.“Mmmmm.. “ Alison was loving this . Her desire for her son was too strong and she didn’t want to wait anymore, she decided to cross the line for good! “Baby… Take me! Do whatever you want with me!” Alison said with. "In a way," I agreed, putting my arms around her.We kissed and licked on each other's necks and ears. I tasted the salty tang of her flesh, nibbled on the softness of her earlobe, kissed the back of her neck just below the hairline. My hand found its way beneath her shirt and bra again. I caressed her breasts gently, with more care than I'd been able to show the previous night in the movie theater. Her nipple pushed insistently against my hand. Her breathing quickened at my touch and her arms. She wasn’t in a rush. She knew what she wanted and she had chosen me to give it to her. I got into bed and lay down beside her. We started kissing, wrapping our arms around each other, intertwining our legs. I had never felt anything like it before with any other woman. There was a natural symbiosis between us as we touched each other, rubbing our bodies together in a crazed frenzy. I slipped my hand between her legs, feeling the wet patch of her panties for a moment before running my hand. Last night she had seen her teen-age son and daughter fucking each other. Yet it didn't seem to shock her as much as she felt it should. Perhaps so many things had happened lately that she was becoming stupefied. But she wouldn't, she couldn't let last night's incident slip from her mind as if nothing had happened. She had to do something. She had to at least say something.She drank a cup of instant coffee, then dressed herself conservatively in slacks and a boyish blouse.It was clear to her.