Do Whatever Your Heart Desires.

Mia laughed and shook her head. "No. But you are just a part of my flesh and blood, so what's the difference? Tell me."

Realizing the flaw in his argument, Oliver didn't know what to say anymore.

Adam, however, couldn't suppress his laughter while sitting on the other side of the bed. "Hahaha. As always, my wife, Mia, uses her weird logic to win her arguments."

"Hey, it's not weird. I'm just making a point." Mia pouted at her husband, while Oliver tried to find another way to justify his feelings.

"If we follow the same logic as my beautiful wife, then it's okay for her to make love between her and our son. Since he's basically another extension of myself, Is that what you want to suggest, darling?" Adam teased.

"Exactly, honey. Thank you for understanding my sense of logic," Mia agreed as she smirked at her husband. "So, back to the main topic, honey. Do you understand now?"

Oliver still struggled to find a counterargument to her statement. Eventually, he relented and sighed. "I guess so."

"Then stop thinking too much and follow what I say. I promise you will love it." Mia's face lit up with excitement as she wrapped her arms around Oliver and pulled him in for another kiss.

This time, Oliver returned the kiss without hesitation, allowing his tongue to slide against hers, tasting her sweetness while they swapped saliva.

As the heat of the moment built up between them, Mia moved her hands down to his bare back and stroked his smooth skin, tracing her fingertips across his shoulder blades and spine.

His hands also began groping and feeling up her body, traveling along her firm midriff and moving up towards her huge tits. Once he reached his destination, he took hold of both large mounds and squeezed them hard, causing a loud moan to escape from Mia's lips.

It was so sensual that Oliver became overwhelmed by lust, and he wanted to keep going, despite his earlier inhibitions.

After breaking off the lip lock, Mia gasped for air and looked at her son with a seductive smile on her face. "Mhm... you are doing great, baby boy. You will become a ladies' man soon." She then closed her eyes and gave him another peck on the lips before continuing.

"Now, I want you to remove my bra, Ollie. Go on," she instructed while she stared into his eyes with desire.

Her words sent chills down his spine as he imagined himself undressing her. It seemed too good to be true, but the thought of touching his mother's naked tits turned him on so much that he couldn't refuse.

Taking a deep breath, Oliver reached behind her back and undid the clasp of her bra. Then he slowly pulled it off her shoulders and revealed her big melons.

Oliver couldn't believe his eyes as he saw his mom's voluptuous assets. They were full, round, soft, and supple, with large pink areolas and long nipples that stood erect in arousal. The size of her boobs alone was enough to make him drool with lust, but the sight of her exposed flesh drove him crazy.

Mia giggled at the expression on his face. "You are looking at my naked titties now, Ollie. How do they look?"

"They're so beautiful, Mom..."

"Thanks, baby. Now, keep staring and don't look away."

Oliver's eyes fixated on her bouncing jugs as she began groping herself. His mind went blank as he watched them sway from side to side, hypnotizing him. The urge to grab and suck on those lovely mounds overwhelmed him, yet he stayed still, trying to control his urges.

Mia continued teasing her son by playing with her breasts, pinching, and pulling her nipples between her fingers. Every time she did so, Oliver felt a strong desire to touch her skin.

She noticed his intense gaze and smiled. "Do you want to feel them?"

He didn't respond, but his expression told her everything she needed to know.

Yet she had something else in mind. She wanted him to take initiative instead of waiting for her orders.

"Let me tell you something, Ollie. Whenever you look at a woman with desire in your eyes and she returns the same gaze, then it's okay for you to touch her, whether it's her hand, face, breasts, or anywhere else on her body. Because that means she wants you too. She wants you to feel her up. So, you don't have to ask for permission, honey. You just have to go for it. After all, why would a woman wear revealing clothes if she doesn't want to attract men? So, always remember that, son."

"R-Really?"

"Yes. In fact, many women like it when guys take control of the situation. It shows them that they're in charge and that the guy is not afraid to express his desires. Do you understand what I'm saying, Ollie?"

"Yes!"

"Then go wild, my baby boy. Don't be afraid of taking control of the situation and touching my body freely. Do whatever your heart desires," she said with a loving smile on her face.

Oliver swallowed hard before reaching out and grabbing hold of his mom's breasts. They felt soft and heavy as he massaged them gently. He could feel the weight of her breasts in his palms, and he began to imagine how amazing it would feel to bury his face between them.

So, he leaned forward and pressed his face into her cleavage, pushing his nose between her soft, warm mounds. It was an incredible sensation to have her flesh engulf his face like this, and he began kissing and licking her skin as he inhaled her sweet scent.

"Aaahhh..." Mia moaned as Oliver began sucking on her nipples, causing her body to quiver with pleasure. "Yesssss..."

She wrapped her arms around his head and embraced him in a tight hug while his mouth ravaged her tits, devouring them with passionate fervor. He couldn't get enough of her. Her smooth skin felt so good against his lips and tongue.