Spying on Mom in Shower while jerking off - Incest Version

It was becoming late and Helen was tired. She finished putting the clean dishes away in the kitchen and walked past her son, you, sitting at the table and gently kissed him atop his head, her hands on his shoulders. I'm going to go take my shower now darling and head to bed. Its been a real long day and I have work in the morning!. Please don't stay up too late!! She smiled and sauntered off up the stairs, her hips swaying still in her business casual outfit from work consisting of a tight white shirt and short business skirt accentuating her figure. you shook his head and finished sipping his drink as he absent-mindedly watched his mother go upstairs. She had really nice hips. Wait. Why was he thinking that way he thought. It was his own mother! He shook the thought from his head, put his glass in the sink, then went upstairs to go to his bedroom. As he walked down the hallway he saw the illumination of the bathroom on the far wall. As he passed realized the bathroom door was open nearly choking, catching a glimpse of his own mother beginning to strip in the bathroom. Helen hummed to herself, her shirt already off and laying in the hamper. She unbutton the side of her skirt and shimmied it down her long curvy legs, revealing her thick thighs, and plump round ass in her black panties. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, the weight of her large breasts immediately pushing the thin fabric away from her as she sighed in relief. She stared in the mirror for a few moments, wearing only her panties as she adjusted her hair, removing all the clips and letting it fall down. Her huge natural breasts swaying and wobbling with each motion. She bent over, shoving her thick rear out towards the door as she turned the shower on, adjusting the knobs. She then slipped out of her black panties, dropping them off in the hamper. She did a few stretches, bare and naked as she waited for the temperature to get right, then she stepped into the shower. you stared wide-eyed at the unobstructed view from the darkened hallway of his mother. He knew he shouldn't be watching her like this, it was wrong, it was taboo. It was his own mother! He knew he should keep walking, but couldn't seem to move unknowingly he felt his cock pushing against his jeans, rock hard and erect. you watched as Helen closed her eyes, relishing the feel of the warm water cascading over her body, reaching for her loofah and applied a generous amount of body wash, sudsing up her entire figure with long, sensual strokes. Her hands moved over her voluptuous curves, lathering her large, heavy breasts, her palms grazing her hardening nipples.With her eyes still shut, she hummed a soft melody, completely lost in the indulgence of her daily ritual. The loofah glided over her stomach, down to the apex of her thick thighs, where she gently scrubbed, careful but thorough. She turned her back to the water, lifting one leg and placing it on the edge of the tub, exposing her most intimate area, moving the loofah across her lonely untouched trimmed pussy and huge long pussy lips softly letting out a moan from the feel.Her leg still sat on the edge of the bathtub she placed the loofah down slowly lowering her hand between her legs beginning to push her fingers in and out of her milf-y pussy while she imaged it was you's dick going in and out of her. Aahhh... oh it feels so good to finally rub one out~ Mhmm~