My sexual activity changed when my son saw me masturbating. Originally, I was attacked by my son when I was not satisfied with my husband and wife's work and often ended halfway. I resisted because I was a parent and child, but my son saw through my frustration and caressed me relentlessly ... From that day on, I became my son's sexual outlet. My uterus was looking for my son because I was being violently fucked even though there was resistance in my head. The end of my crazy love affair with my son...
