..ewww...the mere thought of it made Bambi gag.She had to escape. Get back out into the real world. To her old, superiorexistence. She crawled slowly ...hrough the ducts, her fake breasts bouncingin front of her eyes as she moved faster and faster. She had to admit, sheliked the breasts. They were so...sensitive! When that blonde manager hadplayed with them...told her that she was a cutie...she'd felt a sense ofpride wash through her. She'd felt better than she ever had since she'darrived at M&R.. I had full access to Mom’s computer. I found her stash of self-pornography and copied it all to my flash drive. I could hardly believe what I found. There were over ten thousand pictures on Mom in various stages of dress, in various places, and over her entire lifetime. I even found pictures of her pregnant for me and of her nursing me until I was about five years old. There were pictures of Mom standing nude in front of every Christmas tree that we ever had. Then there were a whole bunch of. By the time I caught up with her she'd already had a few picked out and lined them up on the display shelf."What do you think, Grey?" I think that we came to look and the store is closing soon and this isn't a decision that we should rush into." The decision has been made, it's just a matter of which one. Which of these do you like?"She had a metal one that literally looked like a bird cage, a hard plastic one that was moulded to resemble a penis and a softer silicone one that also looked like. My cock still oozing out sperm onto my belly and down my shaft. She looked me directly in the eye. A glint her big brown eyes, a dribble of cum hanging on her chin, she made her way up to my face and kissed me full on the mouth. A full mouth full of my cum washed into my mouth, Stella's tongue searching for mine, stirring the jizz around. She pulled away'Swallow it' she demanded. I did. She saw the confused look on my face. She laughed 'It's only spunk, honey' She pulled the can out my arse and.