Because my eyes kept glancing at my son, I couldn't hear what my husband was saying. But that alone made it clear that we couldn't wait any longer. And when I heard my husband say, "I'm off," the signal to start... My vagina was already soaking wet that no foreplay was necessary, and my son's penis was so hot it felt like it was going to burn him, and it was rock hard. Wanting to stay connected as much as possible while my husband was away, my son and I devoured our heated bodies and sought each other with all our hearts.