One Of My Secrets Is No Longer a Secret

Growing up I would see my mom naked, either getting dressed or coming out of the shower. It was in the late '70s, 6th grade, 11 or 12 years old when I found myself getting aroused and wanting to see her naked. Being that age I knew it was wrong to think of my mom in the ways I did but she provided many visuals I used as I explored my cock and learned the pleasures of masturbation. Of course, I had seen a magazine once but her pussy was the first real pussy I had seen. She had big tits but for the life of me can't remember what her nipples looked like. I do however remember her pussy, she had a thick brown bush, and one day in particular I was in the right place at the right time. She came out of the bathroom after showering, wearing a towel, turned back into the bathroom, and bent over, her pussy was right there, a full bush, her pink pussy lips separating her bush in half. Her pussy lips were rather large but being 11 or so didn't know any of the nuances of a woman's pussy. I remember her lips being closed at her clitoris but laid open near her asshole. Her pussy was so pink, her lips had folds and creases, her pubes were still wet. I went to my bedroom and played with myself for a very long time. I fantasized about pulling on her pubes and sticking my finger in her pussy while she was bent over. In my younger years, I masturbated thinking about her many times. The older I got the more advanced my fantasies became. Her panties, bras, nylons, and occasionally a high heel or two were my tools to get me off. Vaseline was a must-have back then. I spent a lot of my allowance on it, lol... I'm in my 50s now and I still occasionally jack off thinking about her pussy. While the wife and I are fucking she will sometimes say "Who's your mama?". If she only knew that I no longer was fucking her but fucking my mom. That will stay my secret from her.