Mom loved the red wine and to be truthful, I wanted to get her drunk. I then knelt on the couch with my knees on the inside of her hips. I moved my right hand to rest on her knee. I moved my right hand to rest on her knee. She cried. I lowered my lips to one then the other, licking and sucking Mom’s tits and nipples. It was her biggest fear and I exploited it for everything it was worth. I was licking mom’s pussy and sucking on her clit like there was no tomorrow, all the while listening to Mom crying. I need you. You’re my son and this is not right. I was kissing her and she was kissing me back. I was lost for the moment, but we have to stop. Pleading with G-D for help!! As I was kissing Mom’s shoulders, I started to run my fingertips lightly over the soft silk of her blouse. I used her name, as I am not her son now Linda, I need to feel
