I don’t know what came over me. I should have stopped texting back when I knew it was him. My own fucking son. He made me feel so sexy. I didn’t know it was him until he sent that full body photo… Why did I keep texting my own son?? Not just texting, SEXTING my own son… Once he showed me that big fat cock, it was over… I needed it. Craved it… I couldn’t help myself. It made me jealous when he asked to meet up… He was asking to meet up with some other random older MILF… Why was my son on this website for MILFs anyway??? He wants someone older.. Someone to worship his big cock. I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help myself… I agreed to meet up with him.. Knowing I would have to back myself out of a corner…
My son is getting ready to leave and I run to door to stop him, making up every excuse I can think of. He’s my son and I want him but it’s so fucking wrong. Excuse after excuse doesn’t appease him and I finally give in explaining who I am.. He is shocked, angry but I see a bulge in his pants forming. We both know it’s wrong but we want each other.. We’ve been sexting.. What if we just did it? Fuck it, who cares! No one knows what we are doing with each other, sweetie.. Come on, let Mommy see that big cock you’ve been teasing me with