We did not stop and my breast grew and produced much milk.This may shock many of you, but my brothers even used theextra milk for their morning ceral.... Par***s at this pointrealized they were fighting a losing battle with us.Having two brothers nursing my boobs was so exciting that mypussy was always wet. So the remaining male was left to lick up the juice flowing from my pussy. I was alwaysflowing milk to the point mom was forced to get me nursing bras (38d). I had to put pads in the bra. Sheremembered her own parents all too well. She felt like she was gettinggradually hedged out of her children's lives, and they were so young, andshe remembered how her own mother had tried to worm her way into her ownlife - that word 'vicarious' again - and how it hadn't helped at all. Shewasn't going to be the queen bitch. She wasn't going to be the one toblame. Not again. And she certainly wasn't going to be like that prickolder brother of hers! She had her children and they had her and that. The room was exquisite, perhaps a master or guest bedroom. They were covered to their shoulders, talking intimately and touching each other’s face. Their lips merged into a passionate kiss, and their hands began to roam.Mother and daughter pushed the covers lower, and it was apparent the mother was naked while her daughter wore a sheer chemise that barely hid her juvenile nipples and hairless vulva.The affection between mother and daughter in the video was becoming more intense. Their mouths. I was trying to go about my normal routine at the junior high, pretending that there was nothing unusual going on in my life. It was awfully difficult to do that while my thoughts throughout the day were always on my mother. I guess that maybe three weeks had passed when there was another change in what had become our custom. On that night I had been sucking her tits and caressing her pussy when she achieved her first orgasm. After a few minutes mom started to stroke me as usual, her head on my.