My son's gaze as if expecting something. I just can't wait. I wonder if my husband hasn't noticed ... And when you hear that person's "I'm coming," it's a signal to begin. At that moment, my son, who had already erected, attacked me ... I understand that this is unforgivable. But if I was asked to do it with such passion, I would not be able to be a mother. And in the time when my husband is not around, we want to connect for as long as possible, and we devour each other's bodies.