Seraphina’s hands roamed over his body, touching him in ways that made him gasp and shudder with pleasure. She seemed to know exactly where to touch him, how to make him feel things he had never felt before.
I felt my face flush red again. “Mom, I—”
“Did you mean to do that?” she asked, her huge tits bouncing slightly as she leaned forward. “Were you thinking of someone?”
I swallowed hard. This was it. The moment I’d dreamed of in my fantasies, only now it felt so real. So terrifying.
“Y-yeah,” I stammered. “I was thinking of someone.”
She raised her eyebrows, her enormous breasts jiggling slightly with the movement. “Who?”
I looked right into her eyes, knowing I couldn’t lie. Not anymore.
“You,” I whispered.
The silence that followed was deafening. Mom stared at me, her mouth slightly ajar. Then she did something I never expected – her eyes drifted down to her own massive chest before slowly traveling back up to my face.
“Me?” she finally repeated, her huge tits rising and falling with each breath.
“Yes,” I said, my voice gaining a little more confidence. “You, Mom. Always you.”
