“Good morning hun, hungry?” my mother asked as she glanced over to me with a frying pan in her hand. Desi sex and it is hurting right now, why is it so hard? After she left I had masturbated furiously and ejaculated into a tissue, huge load. It had always only been my mother and I since I could remember, she was extremely caring and for someone viewing from the outside some of the things she did would seem borderline incestuous; but not to us. Did she like it? It all felt so normal, I had not directly thought of anything sexual in that precise moment but in retrospect i’m relatively sure she thought otherwise. I spontaneously decided to stand up and hug her, forgetting about my raging boner. End of part one. “How does that feel hun, do you feel like you need to pee soon? It struck me as strange because
