Mothers panties part 2

View of her young sons large cock was stimulating her blood and that image of
her son was creating the need for sex. She wanted to reach out and take her son to her bed. Should she undress, and let him see her body, then clasp him
between her thighs and feel him fill
her sex with his huge penis?
How could she become so excited over her own son's nudity?
Her desires peaked higher than anytime
since the death of her husband.
Does her son know he has such a large manhood and that some women in his
future will not want it pushed into their body.

She knew it was wrong to think about her son in this way, but she just could not get the sight of his meat dangling between his legs out of her mind.
Unconsciously she began to fondle her mound as wetness spread through her innards.
She got up from bed and tip toed to sons bedroom. She pushed down the handle and slowly opened the door. The moonlight shined through the windows. She looked across the room to where sons bed was. The dim light was making hard to see clearly. As her eyes focused on the dim light, she could see her son lying on his bed flat on his back, face covered with my panties, His one arm across his chest other by his side and breathing heavily inhaling the aroma of mothers hormones. She was flattered by the knowledge that her son
Was enamored by her smell.
Then she saw it. Her eyes were immediately drawn to his crotch. Her eyes widened and mouth dropped. She was staring at the big, hard cock. She stood transfixed her eyes glued on to son's big length.
His cock lay heavily on his stomach, slightly arced upwards, pointing straight towards his face.
"Holy fuck" she muttered.It was biggest shaft she had seen and much bigger than her dead husband's.
She managed to tear her eyes away, her son had not stirred. She tiptoed ahead and got closer to the bed.
She reached for and untied the dressing gown, letting it fall open. She hesitated and weighed the consequences, of her next step. Her brain was cautioning her but her womb was sending conflicting signal. She could think of nothing but her son, his huge cock and her sopping wet opening.
She reached out to the bedside lamp, switched it on and with other hand yanked her panties of son's face.
Her son got up startled , trying to getup and cover his nakedness.
She pushed him back down flat, took her dressing gown in hands and swiftly pulled it over her shoulders. letting it fall to floor in a heap.
Mother was standing naked in front of her son.
"Baby I notice you like the smell of my pussy.Why don't we play with each other? Would you like to smell and taste mommy?"

Her son nodded eagerly, and she climbed up on the bed, bringing her legs up towards his face and her head to his thighs.Slowly opening her legs apart for her son to taste his mother as she reached for his cock.
It was taboo bonding between mother and son. The stillness of the night was frequently broken by the moans groans, constant encouragement yes my son deeper slower as mother and son broke all taboo bariers.
Her son calls her by her name though during sex it is Mommy.