James looked on in a dazed state as his naked, cum-soaked mother placed herself between his legs and bent down, lips parted, dangerously close to his throbbing shaft. “Do you want your mom’s mouth around your pretty cock, James?” asked Susan, finding a lilt in her voice which was entirely thrilling and new for her son. “Please don’t talk like that, mom!” James somehow managed from his position on the bed, almost teary-eye...

“So how was your week, Susan?” “Something… something very strange happened, doctor.” “Tell me about it.” “I saw my son… he was watching something… it’s difficult to even say it out loud.” “Was he, perhaps, watching an adult film?” “No… that’s the thing… it wasn’t porn.” *** Ever since James had reached puberty, Susan had dreaded the day she might accidentally walk in on her ‘sweet boy’ watching porn or stroking himself of...