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She also liked to put on a lot of makeup and perfume.
I liked nothing more than being hugged by her and feeling her breasts rub up against me while being lost in he vapors of her musk mixed with the scent of crushed roses she always wore.
When I wanted to snuggle in her breasts, when we hugged, she would pull me away can call me a "naughty boy" (with a sly smile), for example.
I don't know how it started except that one night I had wet dream about her and since then she was all I wanted. My Dad took off one day and she never heard from him again until she got his divorce papers. She was 45, always dressed conservatively, and acted prim and proper. To look at her you would think she was the All American Mom. Underneath her stoic veneer was a tall woman of 5'10".She told me how she had been starting to become sexually attracted to her son and she knew this was evil.So she would log on to try to find men to make her forget about him yet she would gravitate only to the younger ones who reminded her of him.In one I would write a lot mother son fantasies that I would submit to incest magazines or to adult sites on the web… In some I would rape her or blackmail her into having sex.In some she would tie me up and sexually torture me until I became her sex slave.