I have fantasized about my mother since I was twelve. She looked a lot like Beaver's mother in the old show "Leave It to Beaver".
In one I would hypnotize her as part of a school project and then take advantage of my power over her.
I would often ask her if she felt this way why she didn't tell her son, since he might feel the same way?
She told me that she couldn't because of her religious upbringing, because she didn't want to ruin my life, and because she would die if I rejected her.
When I wanted to snuggle in her breasts, when we hugged, she would pull me away can call me a "naughty boy" (with a sly smile), for example.
When I would do something nice for her she would say things like "how she wished she had a man like me".