The strange, crazy, feelings that boy must have. My mom never looked like that, nor did she fix my trunks for me when I was 17 nor did she actually go swimming with me when I was 17 and I definitely did not sprout wood around her. I never ever touch her wet, post swimming, breasts either, even when I was a baby my mother had a strict no touching the goods policy, she was old school Irish Catholic, breast feeding was a mortal sin. Not to be overly Oedipal but if she was my mom I'd definitely have to poke around my old pre-natal stomping grounds, I'm not saying I'd have sex with her because that's kind of sick but maybe a mother son fingerbang or a little game of "just the tip". I'd give her a nice mother son message and then just kind of reach under the rug and give the old double knuckle sandwich. See how she reacts then just take it from there. I recently took the family into manhattan to go ice skating in central park and my two girl friends said, "oh did you see Stephanie Seymour out there with her son?" I said, "Was she wearing one of those stupid open hearts necklaces?" They said, "That's Jane Seymour, Dr. Quinn medicine woman, you idiot, Stephanie Seymour, the super model is out there." I dropped my kid and ran to find her but she was no longer around. I missed my one chance to watch her have sex with her son. I guess I'll just wait for the home video to be leaked. Damn she's still crazy hot. That's one lucky kid.
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Wow, curves, big tits and she's rich. I want one of those. . . but not my mama.
That first pict. is kinda sick looking.
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