Swimmers

Very nice story loved how mother and son finally bonded for sexual bliss, but you stopped to soon you need to finish this story!! Gave it 5 stars!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

5⭐️ story , great lead up and finished with the love of them both

A beautiful, tender incestuous love story between mother and son. No guilt, jealousy, shame nor disrespect for any family member. The safety, security and love the mother feels knowing that her son wants nothing more than to please her is limitedless. They both recognize that love has no boundaries. It takes whatever form it wishes. In love, there is no such tjhing as forbidden. Would like to see this story continue.

The story is one that plays out more often than most people believe. It is a situation where true love can strike anyone at any time without caring about what society thinks is sinful. The more this happens the better.

It is a beautiful story. It reminded me of the day my mother and I became lovers. We have been lovers for the past 8 years now and have 2 children to prove it. My father left us almost 12 years ago after he hooked up with his secretary and left mom for her. Mom got her divorce from dad before we became lovers and we have never looked back. As for dad his relationship with his secretary lasted less then a year until he found out that she was nailing the mail room kid every time dad would got on a business trip and he found out that the kid knocked her up.

I liked the writing style and reading the story made me wet ... I do like deeper discriptions of the people and bodies and more details on sex but I liked it.

really enjoyed how this panned out and would love to read if they continue their relationship at this level and how many babies they make.

For a story to be good , you don't need to add a big cock, or even big boobs. Let them be used in porn flix, This way we can see them. Not a bad read only 3 stars

I like the almost electric static of sex here. Its so obvious they love each other, their relationship won't be a problem. I'm a Daddy's girl, I'll admit. But my Mom told me last year that my Uncle is really my Father. Curtis is right in this story. It makes zero difference in your life. I understand the reason it happened. Mom and Unc were orphaned, teens, comforting each other, needing to feel alive with both parents dying simultaneously. But your parents are who raised you. I'm still Daddy's girl, and soon, since I've got him wrapped around my little finger, I'll get a car for my birthday. Mom felt bad, was afraid of what I might find out if I ever have kids, and it was the xx anniversary of the night they did it and she's always been kind of messed up on that date. Guilt all these years, I guess. I could have thrown a "how could you" "holier than thou" moment, but I'm glad I didn't. Yeah this is a good example of a situation where folks could have gone into histrionic fits over nothing and Curtis made a good choice. And so did your Mother and Son.

Also, I love big dick. Only fuck guys with big dicks.