Helplessly he just stands there as he listens to her. Even the sound of her voice causes his spear to throb violently.

"But she's my MOM!" He thinks helplessly, even as he finds himself turning towards her, not bothering to cover his arousal (which is too abundant to hide anyway). Nor can he not help but take in the sight of his naked mother as she kneels on the small bed, her large breasts hanging magnificently even as he sees her eyeing his own body in turn.

For a moment, nothing is said.

Then he starts to move towards her, like a moth to a flame...