. ermm.. it's pretty hard to explain, but I've some sexual problems." Though our mother-son relationship has been pretty open, sex is one subject we n...ver really have covered. "Whenever I see you or feel your touch, I have to... please myself really badly." I say and blush, noticing how she stops rubbing my hand and gets shocked for a half of second."It's normal behaviour of young male mind." She says as she looks at me. "Nothing to worry about, baby boy." I swallow and look up at her beautiful. Steve looked at her. "Oh," he said. "Steve." "Can I show you something?" she said, and stood up. She glanced up and down the carriage and turned her back to him. She lifted up the back of her gold top. There was a flowery tattoo on the small of her back, partly covered by her skirt. "You see it?" "Mm," Steve managed to say, suddenly finding speech difficult. God, it was hot on this train. She tugged down on the skirt and revealed the whole tattoo, which stopped at the top of her ass. She was. It was hardly a plan but it was good enough for me. I got to her door and could feel my heart beating out of my chest. I slowly pushed the door open. She was laying in bed under the sheets with a lamp on providing enough light to see that wasn't wearing a top or bra. I slid on to the bed and our lips instantly met. Kissing as passionately as we did the first time. She was sloppy, realistically using too much tongue but I didn't care. I loved her tongue swirling around in my mouth, our saliva. "Hello!" i then said grinning at it excitedly."Do you do Yoga? Because that arse is nice!" i then asked."Yes! everyday if i can!" she replied back.I stared at her round pale arse cheeks, and then couldn't help myself, but reach out and touch them."Oh Jimmy!" she gasped in surprise, feeling my warm soft hands touching her bare skin."I said look, not touch!" she then moaned, as my hands began caressing her soft peaches."I just couldn't help myself!" I replied back."Your arse is so good!" i then.