An anonymous forum about the problem of incest

I want such mother without complexes and loving an incest with the son. Last night dreamed as I in a dream mother of phizes. Told her in the morning, she asked it was pleasant? I answered yes.



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I dreamed mother with me in a bed as if we the friend the friend caressed a clitoris and sucked them... I woke up in horror, thank God, that it is only a dream! For myself I didn't notice any lesbian bents...

At me in general it turned out though cry though laugh, I Came since night very tired, watch was difficult (I am an emergency doctor), having not felt hungry to relax drank two glasses to cognac, took a shower and at once to sleep! The son on distance learning in connection with KOVID-19, sat in the room in front of the computer. I have no husband, one and a half years as divorced. I fell asleep quickly as I failed somewhere. And here dreams me that someone touches me for a pussy, slowly pulls together pants and nestles on me all over. And, it seems, it is my son! I in horror, push away it, I try to escape, but it is a guy strong, such spindle-legs from akselerat, I pressed me and entered without special work... I felt wild pleasure and woke up..., and this asshole got down from me and quietly puts pants! The first desire at me was to fuck it than be on a head, but then I decided to act on another. There was very serious conversation, it promised not to act more this way and on it everything ended. I knew that he sometimes spied upon me in the bathroom, possibly masturbated as in a computer at him also even the frank pornography mainly with mature women is a lot of erotic rollers. But there passed several days and I began to remember that absolutely fantastic orgasm which I received from the son... Began to think, but whether not to provoke him once again on such feat? I know how the doctor, than it is fraught, but it already happened! And not on mine, by the way, to will! Here to you and the dream has come true!

And mother called me in a bath. We remained together at the dacha, and I rolled on a folding bed in the afternoon... I sunbathed. I paid attention that mother doesn't depart from me. The summer, though northern, but was roast. She walked about in some scrap from a skirt, and a brassiere. Mother at me the plump woman, but quite beautiful, and a body very pleasant. Her then was 54, and me nearly 33... Remembered that day, laughed)) She very diligently bent down pottering about in strawberry. And pants on her were so full of holes that it was possible not to put on them at all! Certainly everything was visible to me... And at me swimming trunks began to rise. Mother found it, and with some menacing look sent to heat a bath)) By the evening the bath was ready. Mother went the first, and I endeavored to peep at her, at intentionally door open densely. And when heard - Come give, will be enough there to rub! - slightly a nape to itself not расшиб)) However, in a ban at us nothing occurred. We washed, rubbed each other... Still I remember those first feelings as my hands walked on a mother's body! And as she washed my stone dick... There was all houses... at night... We long sat, had tea... Talked about something... And then she, without any transition, overturned me on a sofa, and pulled down a sportivka. Someone would know how my mother sucks... мммммм... She sucked, and complained that the father never licked her. I right there corrected it. Since then I lick her, won't terminate two-three times yet)) For me her body is very pleasant, mothers are more native there is nobody on light! Just I live the seventh year at mother, after the divorce, and I understand that no other woman is necessary to me! She, however, tries to marry me all the time. But, does it extremely not convincingly that and really I didn't move down from her... Now to mother 67, and she is vigorous, cheerful and happy... even I lost weight a little. All the time it seems to her that I want it)) And I call her Ira, Irishka, Iruska)) She very much hesitates, and all the time is afraid that I so in public will call her...

You love mothers, they gave us life. To them be more attentive, and you won't regret. Nobody so will love you as mother loves... And if your relationship came further related, then this great happiness!

[ref] Yaroslava the Second [/ref] , oh at you is more courageous the son))) pm Yaroslav to me we will talk on this subject