That's when my sweet boy told me that he would give me a massage. I explain to him how to do it. He is a little rusty at first, but picks it up fast. I love how soft his hands feel on my skin. I found myself allowing him to peek up the towel, inching it up further and further so he could peek at my perfectly shaved little pussy. I carefully watched to see if I excited him, and softy coo-ed and moaned with every sensual stroke up and down my thigh.
To make a long story short. I saw that my boy was turned on, and I took advantage of his youthful enthusiasm. He was nervous to touch me in the way that I wanted, but I convinced him to touch me everywhere, even on the inside.
I want my sweet boy to kiss me. I want him to touch me, touch my pussy, suck on my breasts, I want all of him. I know he hasn't done this before, but it's only appropriate that his Mommy shows him how to touch a woman in all the right ways. I want to feel his hot cum, and he gives me everything I want. I love my son.