My breath was taken away and I stood dumbfounded for what seemed like hours. I was this boy’s mother but he didn’t know that. Passion over took us and soon our hands were exploring each other’s bodies. I looked at myself in the mirror for at least fifteen minutes until I realized how pathetic I was being and walked out to the car. It slid in and my muscles instantly contracted around it. I reached mine first and my muscles contracted harder than ever a round his hard cock. I went to the bank where I set up the account and made a few inquires. As we lay there in the aftermath of our pleasure with him still inside me, I told him, “Jason… you are my son.”
Note: the story ends here because I want you the reader to fill in the blank. He slid his tongue into my mouth and it playfully danced around mine before it slid out again and his teeth came softly down on my lower lip.
