"You know you are not suppose to go in our bedroom." "Are you sure that is what you were thinking?" she replied. I don't know how or why I did it, my ...heart was pounding and all I could think of was fucking my mother, I blurted out "I was really thinking about you, mom."There was silence for what seemed to be hours, of course wasn't. Why did I say that? I was feeling that, but to say it!"I am your mother, you should not be thinking of me like that." "Why don't you find one of your friends and we. As I worked on one foot the other was rubbing my dick. I was in heaven. She knows I like it rough, so she would press down on my hard dick and push on my balls. I was getting so hard and I was close to cumming. She knew I was close, so she moved her other foot down to tease, stroke and play with my dick and balls. I started to moan and pant. I looked at her and said I'm ready to cum...she stopped stroking me with her an clamped them around my dick as I started to erupt. I shot my wad as I lay. Honey…I’m..uh…done..except for your privates” I said“Oh, Mom! Do we have to?” he asked, mortified.“Yes! You have to keep that clean!” I said“Can’t we just let the water run over it?” he asked hopefully.“You know that’s not good enough. You don’t want to end up with some form of crotch rot, do you?” I asked“I guess not” he answered reluctantly.“I’ll try and do it as quickly as possible.” I promisedI soaped up the cloth once more and reached around him, starting at the base of his testicles and. Her meds knock her out. I slip into her unit every night — she's always first. I used to tip-toe around but ever since I broke a glass once and got it cleaned up without her waking, I don't even bother. Her bedroom has one of the security lights outside shining in so I can see just as if it were daylight. She sleeps through me moving the sheet and lifting her nightgown. She wears granny panties, which I find incredibly hot. I usually wack off on them and then find a towel in the hamper to wipe.