If he had feelings for her, then she will have to get him married. But that little pulsating question that she preferred not to answer was, “Wouldn�...��t I like it, if my son actually made love with me?” She picked up the phone and called her son. “Jegan,” she called out, “Where are you?”“I’m in my shop,” replied Jegan.”Can you close it for today and come back home? I want to talk to you about something very important.” said Jeya. Jegan came back home and they had a quite lunch. Then Jeya called. "Tom, can I be very honest with you?" Samantha asked as Tom noticed how hot she looked. She'd worn a rather short skirt and one of those totally hot breast-emphasizing sweaters that he loved on her. The sweater was almost red in color and the skirt was a dark navy blue and Tom loved how great Sam's ass looked when she'd turned that morning and let him see her backside. The sweater was a vee-neck and Tom loved the hot cleavage of Sam's ample tits that it gave him. He had grown very jealous of. It seemed as if every time he could get a glance of it he would. At least that’s what I would tell myself. I pictured him undressing me and putting his big hands all over by slim, smooth body. My frustration was reaching desperate levels. I needed a fix. I needed his cock inside me. I was craving it like a drug. I knew I had to get him to make a move, but I knew he wouldn’t try unless I hinted that it was okay.It was Friday. I knew the pool man would arrive soon. I needed to make sure he came. I thought I shouldn’t waste my opportunity to seduce my mom. She did everything I asked. I started to sleep with mom again.I started playing with her boobs at night and started sucking above her blouse. My mom believed that I was a child and she opened her blouse to give me her boobs. I sucked her nipples and it was heavenly feeling. I even slept sucking. Now, I knew I can do anything with mom.Next dayI removed all my clothes and was in my underwear. Mom saw me and didn’t say a word. She was.