I smiled to myself as I went downstairs to start on dinner. I held my tit up to him. Japanese sex I was still wearing my dress slacks as I looked up at my son. It seemed to move in slow motion, just like a porn movie. I held his hand with one hand and began to stroke his very hard and throbbing cock. I worked his cock for sometime, I knew it would take awhile considering the wad he let go in my mouth. I handed my son a couple of porno movies; on the way home I had stopped by an adult store and bought a couple of Milf adult movies for my son to get more idea’s from. The entire time my son and kept eye contact both of us enjoying the incestuous moment.
