Helping My Mother
A son always loves his mother as a son always do and some love their mothers in the ways the sons are not supposed to. They may not be able to express their feelings, but at least they have it in their minds. It's called the Oedipus complex. In my case I was no different in the first type of love. But in the second category, I didn't know if what I had was truly the Oedipus complex or not. I didn't really want to fuck her. The things I wanted most were her breasts and her armpits, the pussy...