Last night when were were drunk, my mom was feeling self conscious about getting older. Inebriated, I told her I thought she was hot and I would totally try and have sex with her if she wasn’t my mother. She blushed, and brushed it off as a joke. This morning, though, I walked into the living room to find her pants-less on the couch, smiling up at me. I froze stiff
"What honey? never seen a real bush before? Is my hair a turn off for you?"
I stuttered: “No mom, I like the natural look”
She smiled, and opened her legs a little wider. “Oh, do you now? Tell you what, if you and that tongue of yours can make me come. through all this, i’ll let you fuck me right here on the couch, without a condom. Sound like deal?”