Can I taste your pussy, mom? I promise I’ll make you feel good. Just please, let me eat your pussy.” He begged.I couldn’t believe that he would ...sk me again, but I did wish that he would since after last night. My son was so desperate for me to give him my pussy. My horny son, begging to put his mouth on the same place where I gave birth to him 16 years ago, he was so naughty, but his persistence got my body heating up and my pussy aching for his youthful lips.My son kept his hungry eyes at my. .. , I mean, what are we doing for dinner?" she finally got out the words."To tell you the truth, I'm not that hungry tonight. Why don't you just fix yourself some left-overs, and I'll get something later, if I feel hungry," I replied, completely serious, and then I walked back to my office and shut the door.I suspect that at first, Martha thought that it was some kind of joke. She didn't find it funny, I'm sure, but she was going to try and put her best face on anyway. Why ruin her evening by. I turned my head to see if he notices. Charlie walked pass the room taking a quick peek before realising what he saw and taking a step back to confirm his mental image and then realising that I was looking at him. "Sorry" he whispered before marching on to his bedroom. I came down later on that evening and apologised saying that I forgot to close the door. But he did not make a move.At this point I knew that if I wanted to have him, I had to make the move. So one evening after my dinner and. I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. I was mesmerised as Iwatched as my hair grew longer down my head until it reached shoulderlength. Then as if unseen hands were arranging my hair it was pulledback into a ponytail.The effect of my hair being pulled back seemed to make me smileautomatically as candy pink lipstick appeared on my lips and falseeyelashes appeared on my eyelids, then mascara and eyeshadow.Then gold hoop earrings appeared in both ears.There was no getting away from the.