It was a cold night. I shivered in my bed as I listened to the raindrops hit the window of my bedroom. I rolled over in my bed and sighed. How I missed Jason… how I dearly missed my man. The source of all my happiness, the father of my only son, and the light of all my sexual fires. But now he’s gone. Left our son, Kye, and I to fend for ourselves. God knows where he went to. Just vanished one night, without a trace.But I can bear it. Everyday I wake up to see our son, and his gorgeous, deep brown eyes. A spitting image of his father, I must say. Mhmm.. Escort Yakacık he certainly had transformed into a man; he was only 17, yet he was 6 foot 2 inches tall, with long, dark brown hair, and a pair of nice muscley arms. I loved it when Kye came home from school, to give me a nice big hug, wrapping his arms tight around my body. I’m not a bad looking woman either, I must have passed it ontop my son. I’m 5 foot 6, nicely tanned, long brunette hair, reaching my bum, and of course being woman with curves, an awesome set Atalar escort of tits.Anyway, it all started on that dark lonely night, while I tossed and turned in my bed, I craved affection, whatever form it may have been. I rose from my bed, slinging my legs over the side and planting them in the rug. I turned my bedroom light on and walked to the door. I slowly and quietly crept down the dark, moonlit hallway. I was intending on grabbing a glass of water, but I was stopped in my tracks when I caught a glimpse into my sons Kadıköy escort bayan bedroom door.I stared through the crack in the door, pushing it slightly, but not wanting to ruin this sight by waking him. He was laid there, his bedsheets pushed aside, naked. I couldn’t see everything though, he was rolled onto his side, not giving me the best view in the world, but this was enough to get me wet. I pushed the door again, creeping in slowly, making my way to his bed. What was I doing? This is my son. I couldn’t stop myself though. This is what I’d craved for so long.He rolled. I thought I must have woken him. His face rested on his pillow, eyes shut.Phew. He was still dead asleep. But he’d rolled into the perfect position. I got a nice view of that lucious cock. Oh yes, he certainly did take after his father. It must have been atleast 8 inches.