Thanks to Susan, I knew what the breast looks like, but, honestly didn't understand what breastfeeding really was. I naively assumed it was more of a ...uckling, comforting thing. BOY was I wrong. When I got home from school one warm spring afternoon I walked into the house were my mother and sister where. I went to a different school than my brothers and got home much earlier. My father also came home much later. As I entered I called out that I was home. My mother answered me and I went into. "As long as I can remember, Mom has NEVER called me 'Baby.' This was different.I watched her walk down the hall and I saw her surprised look when she looked over her shoulder to see me still watching her. She blushed like a schoolgirl caught looking back at a boy in the school corridors as she hurriedly turned to enter her and Dad's bedroom.On Sunday morning, everyone slept in. When I finally crawled out of the rack and went downstairs, it was already nine-thirty. Since I was the first one up,. Her pussy impaled on my cock, she leaned forward, pulling away, and then I pulled back, thrusting forward, and our bodies met in the middle with a slap of flesh. We repeated our motion, shifting weight, pushing and pulling, that resulted in a full on pounding of bodies and flesh and dripping juices. Holly was breathing very heavily, her still wet hair swinging around messed up, semi covering her face, her tits swinging and shaking to and fro about her chest. As I felt myself getting closer, and. As he walked into the room he couldn't have imagined to see around 10 divine mature women sitting around the edge of the room wearing suspenders, high heels and silk gloves while his Stepmum and Rachel stood in the centre wearing virtually nothing. He couldn't believe where he was and what was happening. "So Paul did you come nice and full as I asked?" She said clearly and firmly in front of all the giggling women with their glasses of wine. "Umm I think so" Paul hesitantly replied "Okay good,.