When you walk in on me with your best friend from high school, you see that not much has changed. He's even wearing his old football jersey. I may have asked him to try it on for me. What can I say? It's a fantasy! And one that looks like it might come true. You watch me caressing his body, sliding my hands over his six pack, down to his hard, long cock. You want to look away–you try to look away, but there's something entrancing about watching your own mother doing something so dirty. I tell you not to watch as I stroke his big dick, teasing him closer and closer to blowing his cum all over my big, soft tits. You're such a little pervert. Even as I humiliate and denigrate you, you still watch, mesmerized as I, your usually loving mother, show you what a cum-loving slut I really am.