. his sexual awakening.The second page had started to suggest how many sons' realize their mother's are women as well as their parent. Feeling a clenc...h in my heart, I kept reading, agreeing with the unknown author. The end of that same page explained that most mother's knew of their child's sexual awakening but felt powerless, confused, proud and even a little intrigued. It was all so true - at least from my own experience.That was the reason I went on to the final page of the opening. . she made house calls!Ms. 'M's crowning glory was her long brunette hair. Beyond that, she had a ribald sense of humor that wouldn't quit. She would do things for the sheer erotic shock value of it! The woman loved to keep her personal male "friends" on edge... never knowing what 'came' next with her!In a heartbeat or two, we became pals. I gave her a jingle and then stopped by to deliver the latest batch of photos. "I'm not DECENT at the moment... so HURRY over!" She, always with the double. (Her temperament and mine were oil and water, our split having nothing to do with my Oedipal hang up.) Mom, called Cassie, and my father had divorced when I was twenty-two. [Not out real names] She is presently a fit 53.Mom reminds me of Diane Lane in a recent movie, only with a strawberry-blond color. Natural too! I'm sure of that, I have the proof of the pud-ding, so to speak. I'm getting a little thick, but still athletic. I jog, mom goes to a gym. Though now days, we have a way of. I then took her phone and showed it to her. She was embarrassed and she gave my phone and faced other side and went to sleep.I then wrapped my arms around her and told it is ok to watch it and told if you want any you can ask me and dont be shy.And I continued to watch porn on my phone. After 10 mins she turned to my side and took my phone and we both started watching porn together and she said to not tell anyone about this thing. I promised I wont.After a while watching I started rubbing my.