Mommy is so worried about her son. Going out and partying tonight. She hopes that he doesn't have too much. Unfortunately she was right to worry. He comes in late and ravishes mommy taking her by storm. She fights a bit and says it's wrong...it's cest. And it's so not ok. But but maybe it is...oh you've had too much. Maybe you won't know this happened tomorrow. Fine. Mommy gives in to you and let's you get out your primal fuck urges.