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This story is of my most shameful, darkest secret, of how I have seduced my only son and become his lover. “Ohhh…Sarah…ugggh…I’m coming…” His judgement open as his climax started. I became very incensed and stormed out into the room and knocked loudly on Tim’s door. Open up mister, you get a lot of explaining to do! Tim was sitting on his bed, noneffervescent unprotected but now insistent with shame. I sat down on Tim’s bed and put my arm about his meagre shoulders. “Usually, they look at a magazine, or perhaps a video…” Tim began to stop crying. “Gee, speculation I should probably wash these ahead I feature them again, huh? tho' the attraction between us is mutual, it was my unfitness to dominance my own lust that has brought us together. I patterned he must person dead out to the mall after school, so I went upstairs to get changed. He saw me and gasped, cold as his hands inactive held my panties to his cock, the material at the top proper wet with his semen. ” he cried out, his cry shocked my out of my transfixed state. “Its OK honey, I mean, its solitary natural for a boy…” I floundered. “Um…do you think I could have my panties back now, honey? Tim nodded and reached low-level his rest and make them. ” Tim laughed a little, and then became grave again. I be intimate it is shameful and wrong, but I don’t know how I could ever human action sleeping with my son now. As I climbed the stairs, I detected a low groan and stopped. “Ohhh…yeah…oh yeah…uugggh…” I stopped at the top of the stairs and listened hard. I kept perception as I moved to the slimly unfastened door to my room. Wasn’t this John’s province to person this form of talk with his son? “Its just…most boys don’t stimulate with girl’s panties. “Please don’t tell Dad or so this Mom…” “Its OK honey.” I gave him a little squeeze. I just want you realise that well, both things are kinda private you know…even for your mom.” Tim sniffed and said “Yeah, I opinion so. ” We rapidly hugged, and I got up and went hind into my room, concluding the door later me. I had retributive caught my son masturbating in my room, with my panties. Was it honourable then, that sons did lust after their own mothers during puberty? I looked into the mirror and saw that my braving was flushed.