Iamyourson
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- May 1, 2019
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Hello, I'm 19, white, male.
You're a good conservative Christian mom who would never do anything risky. But you're sexually frustrated with your sexless marriage and decide to dabble online. You start a dating app and post some flattering pictures not showing your face for fear of being caught. One day a young man (me, your son) messages you. I also do not reveal my face. But have plenty of pictures showing off my tight body. We get to chatting and you think there is no way a boy my age would be interested in you but I keep sending advances. You flirt back and like the attention. I finally give you my phone number suggesting we should text. You're hesitant but begin entering me in your phone contacts only to see you already have my number saved.... It's your own son.
You feel sick and can't believe you've been flirting with me
At first you break all contact worried about what you've done. Around the house you try to act completely normal around me. Knowing that I'm online looking to meet women your age.
The sexual tension is building up inside of you and you can't stand it any more. The desire to get fucked and enjoy our texts keeps you up at night. Finally you decide to get a burner phone and text me from it. I don't know it's you. Over the coming weeks we sext each other and you enjoy watching me check my phone and smile as I sext you dirty things.
What will you do next mother???
Pm me
You're a good conservative Christian mom who would never do anything risky. But you're sexually frustrated with your sexless marriage and decide to dabble online. You start a dating app and post some flattering pictures not showing your face for fear of being caught. One day a young man (me, your son) messages you. I also do not reveal my face. But have plenty of pictures showing off my tight body. We get to chatting and you think there is no way a boy my age would be interested in you but I keep sending advances. You flirt back and like the attention. I finally give you my phone number suggesting we should text. You're hesitant but begin entering me in your phone contacts only to see you already have my number saved.... It's your own son.
You feel sick and can't believe you've been flirting with me
At first you break all contact worried about what you've done. Around the house you try to act completely normal around me. Knowing that I'm online looking to meet women your age.
The sexual tension is building up inside of you and you can't stand it any more. The desire to get fucked and enjoy our texts keeps you up at night. Finally you decide to get a burner phone and text me from it. I don't know it's you. Over the coming weeks we sext each other and you enjoy watching me check my phone and smile as I sext you dirty things.
What will you do next mother???
Pm me
