Yup, big and round, firm enough but not hard. My hands were able, and did, put a tight hold on them. It was a very good experience.Wearing her high he...ls and stockings, her ass was pushed up and out further defining her hindquarters. Sarah had good legs as well. They were the only body part that I felt were muscular.“Face me, please,” I instructed her.Smiling sheepishly, Sarah turned towards me. My hands made an immediate visit to her tits. They were, as I have said, large, soft, and. . I can feel it! He's going to make me cum. Our son is going to make me cum! I can't stop myself! It feels too good! So fucking good!!! Oh please, god, forgive me!Mom wasn't kidding, and I felt her cunt tightening on my fingers as her body quivered, and as she went rigid, she yelled, "I'm cumming!!! Christ, I'm coming on my son's mouth!!!"Dad must have climaxed as well. Loud grunts could be clearly heard over the phone as Mom wailed in pleasure also.My face was covered with her juices as I. I noticed mom’s skirts were getting a bit shorter when she wore them around the cabin, I don’t know if she even realised it but they were a few inches shorter than what she wore to work, did she even know? on a concious level? and her blouses were prettier, creamy white with purple flowers and her skirts were more colorful and Mom was looking hotter than ever, Her patent black heels seemed to look as if they were always brand new.I had to write this down.Dear Mom, Just wondering if wearing. Sam pulled her fingers back to her nose to smell the strongest mix of sweat and pussy juice she had ever smelt. It was more musty, more raw, and slightly pungent. Sam loved it. The sheer strength of the smell was like an electric charge to her own pussy, making it more wet as well. She shoved her fingers back down between her sisters legs. “Oh you can fit more than that in there” whispered Max. He then wrapped all his fingers over Sams, forming them into a cone, all her finger tips touching. He.