My son's gaze seems to be expecting something. Just that alone tells me he can't wait. I wonder if my husband has noticed... And when I hear him say "I'm leaving," that's the signal to start. In that moment, my son, already erect, pounces on me... I know it's not permissible. But if he desires me with such passion, I won't be able to be a mother anymore. And so, while my husband is away, we devour each other's bodies, wanting to stay connected for as long as possible...