Hidden Desires in mother teaching sex to son

In mother teaching sex to son, she’s painting—naked, canvas on the floor, body dipped in crimson and indigo. Every stroke across the white expanse is mirrored on her skin. Breasts, belly, inner thighs become living art in mother teaching sex to son. When only a sliver of untouched skin remains between her legs, she kneels and finishes the piece with deliberate circles of her paint-slick fingers. The camera zooms as colors blend beneath her touch in mother teaching sex to son. Orgasm hits like a spilled pot—violent, multicolored, magnificent. The final frame of mother teaching sex to son freezes on her sitting back in the ruined masterpiece, body and canvas indistinguishable, both dripping satisfaction.