Part 5 my sexual life slowly begins
I was in love with my mom. I dreamed of her, I wanted to be around her, I loved her smell, I could feel her taste. I fantasized of having her almost as much as I fantasized of being her. I began mastubating constantly, and my mom was on my mind all the time. She was the perfect woman with a perfect life. I became pretty good at pleasing myself, but I did not tell mom of course. About 3 nights after her birthday, mom and I bathed together again. Like always, I was hot looking at my mom's...