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I remember when my son was at that ripe age when he was stroking his cock almost 24/7. I’d hear him in his bed and masturbate right along with him. I’d leave my panties out for him to find with my cum soaked threw in the crotch. It was this game we played.  He would jack off in my panties, make them more crusty, and then I would wear them and listen to him beat his beautiful young meat. Eventually, I could take it no longer. I walked in his bedroom and said, “this is silly, you belong inside me.” He couldn’t have agreed more. I had been grooming him for this moment for a few years. I was both nervous and excited.

I crawled into bed with him, and kissed him passionately. Like grown-ups kiss. He called it a Hollywood Big Screen Kiss. That meant tongue. My hands went down between his legs and I grabbed his hairless cock and started pumping it in my hand. I could feel his baby boy batter oozing out the tip and I shoved his cock in me as deep as it would go. He pumped fast and furiously for awhile, but this was his first time. After a few minutes there was a loud grunt and he went limp, but I could feel his cum running out me. My boy’s glorious seed in me. I laid there and held him in my arms until he got hard again. Regardless of the age, all men last longer the second time around. I remember as his young dick was thrusting in and out of his mommy for the first time, I hope I get pregnant. How hot would it be to bring another little fuck toy into this house.

The rest is history. I have had  long time sexual relationships with my offspring, both the boys and the girls. Maybe we can swap stories or I can help you groom your little ones for family fun. After all, Mommy knows best.

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