When I was young I was my mom's favorite much to the chagrin of my siblings. I was the oldest of 3 boys and 1 girl. Back then I really enjoyed being mom's favorite. She always showed partiality toward me, which later came back to haunt me as my brothers and sister resented me and even though mom has been gone for some years now, they still hold grudges that I have come to accept and understand that we will never be close.
I married young and worked my way thru college while having a wife and a young baby boy. Often, when fucking my wife, I would pretend in my mind that I was fucking my mom.
After college I had a job opportunity that would require me moving to Florida 1200 miles from mom. I made the move and my desire to fuck my mom waned as I rarely saw her more than once a year for almost 20 years. Then my dad came down with lung cancer. He had always been a heavy smoker with nicotine stained fingers. I made the 1200 mile drive to visit him in the hospital. Before he left the hospital, he had a massive heart attack and past away. Leaving my mom alone. My mom was still a young woman as she had had me when she was young.