I just read something at Facebook that brought back many memories of mom and me. You see, I used to sneak into my mother's bedroom for a peek at her titties. Yeah, they often slipped out of her nighty. They were veiny and wonderfully floppy tits. I loved the sight! 

 I remember mom awakening and seeing me there, I simply said that I can't sleep and was invited into bed with her. I remember the scent, and being so close to her lovely boobies. It was heavenly. In my younger days I remember mom bathing with me, me in the tub with her. It was all innocent, and yes I do remember her being naked too. 

Anyways, when I was in my early teens some classmates at school asked if I've ever seen a naked woman. I said "YES!" proudly and explained seeing my mother naked as we bathed. Well, they ratted on me saying of this in a Catholic school. My mom was forced to answer if we were in fact naked in the tub to a very strict nun. Talk about humiliating!! 

I didn't bathe with mom anymore after that anymore :( It was harmless I believe, but do remember her kissing my dick, saying I've been a good boy. A loving gesture I believe. Nothing more. After that I became a peeping tom, looking in as my mother bathed. I believe she knew, she had to.... as to the door was open a tad bit, just enough for a good look at her goodies. 

 I remember too seeing mom being intimate with her many nigger boyfriends, and seeing her staring back at me while being fucked. Why'd she keep the door open a tad bit? Such a fucking dirty whore she was and is! I Love Her!!