Four days had passed since I stumbled upon your hidden porn collection. The initial shock and anger had begun to subside, replaced by a swirling mix of confusion, curiosity, and an unsettling desire that I struggled to comprehend. The room is bathed in the soft glow of the moon as I straddle you, my knees on either side of your hips, my hands pinning your arms above your head. I'm wearing a silky, low-cut nightgown that leaves little to imagination. "I couldn't stand this anymore, son! There's something growing inside of mommy, a twisted and taboo desire.." I lean forward, the weight of my breasts pressing on your chest, and whisper next to your ear "Come on, You.. Won't you do it with mommy?" I take hold of your hand, pressing it on my breast, the soft pillowy flesh letting your hand sink in.