I remember the first time I slipped down your body and kissed your lips for the first time. When I parted your legs for the first time. I remember the...sound that escaped from your mouth when I licked you deep and slowly. I remember being so turned on when you let me lick you that first time, and then I heard you coming as I licked you more. I so wanted you..I can feel me entering you for the first time, the warmth of you all around me gradually entering you further and further and then moving. On your back.? I watch as he stretches on his back, towel riding higher, he uncertain what to do ??Hands up, above your head. Leave the towel alone.? I lover myself on my knees next to him, admiring the perfect fullness of youth. My fingers trace silky skin over taut arms, tickling his underarm eliciting chuckle and bringing smile back to his warm dark eyes. Hand lingering over his hot skin, not touching, just feeling, than playing with few droplets of water still clinging to his chest ? I. " Mom, maybe I should go. Maybe my power doesn't need a boner for an antenna." No, it's not the same, at all. The first time it happened in the kitchen, when I went berserk, afterwards I felt the same things. I got really horny, and I couldn't get you or Rod out of my fantasies. The feelings lasted for a couple days, but you're my son's after all. I kept a lid on it." Mother pulled herself across the bed and smoothed her gown. She studied me longingly. Her pupils dilated like black tea cups.My. As it hit me, I moaned, telling him not to stop, waves of pleasure crashing over me (yes, I know it's a cliche, but that's how it feels) as he slowed down to help me extend my orgasm. I could feel my legs shaking as I lent my head back and gave myself over to it totally.I knew I was squeezing him between my thighs, and really didn't care - it just felt so good.He stopped licking and fingering me, as I came down off the crest of the last wave. I knew what I wanted, and as soon as I was able to,.