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One day, my son was masturbating in his room, using me as a masturbation aid. I might have been confused by this, but I felt like I wanted to do something for my son. I remember that the other day I had a dream about my son touching my breasts... My son has grown up and he hasn't been as affectionate as I used to, so maybe he was feeling a little lonely. The reason for this may have changed, but if there's anything I can do for my son, I want to do it...