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When I wanted to snuggle in her breasts, when we hugged, she would pull me away can call me a "naughty boy" (with a sly smile), for example.When I would do something nice for her she would say things like "how she wished she had a man like me".I would also make suggestions and give her story ideas, which she would love.Our weird relationship developed this way over a few months without her ever suspecting me.She had naturally large full breasts that could not be played down.She also had a full, slightly heavy, hourglass figure.Then she asked me if I would pretend to be her son. She liked to play out different fantasy scenes with me.In one I would hypnotize her as part of a school project and then take advantage of my power over her.

The thought of fucking her son made her wet and hot.She also liked to put on a lot of makeup and perfume.I liked nothing more than being hugged by her and feeling her breasts rub up against me while being lost in he vapors of her musk mixed with the scent of crushed roses she always wore.She even started to teach me to ballroom dance inspired by a suggestion from Momma's Boy.During this time my mother would tell her Internet son how her urges dominated more and more of her thinking.

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