The Shower
I could hear the water running in the shower, and I knew that my son was
taking a shower, and I stood there outside the door, fingering myself,
imagining what his hot cock looked like as he soaped it and stroked it.
I wanted so much to just open the door and walk in and fall on my knees
and put his cock in my mouth. I wondered what he would do. He would be
shocked, for sure, but would he enjoy it, or would he feel bad, knowing
that his Mom wanted his hot cock? |