It could either have triggered memories for me, or more likely, I just got jealous of my little sister being held and nuzzling my mother's tits. But, ... don't ever remember resenting that sister. I was three years older.One time in the living room, Mother was nursing my little sister and I kept watching them. I must have had a longing expression on my face because she asked me, "Son, what's wrong?"I remember vividly asking her in response, "Can I do that too?"My mother was a compassionate, kind. “Bernice and the wife already cleaned me very thoroughly at the kitchen, v- e-r-y thoroughly.” I teased back, laughing. “You should have been there. I told them I was going to “fuck” them but I don’t yet know what a Fuck is. They thought that was pretty funny.” Lilly poked to make me flinch. “Oh, you think that’s so funny huh? Do you want to find out lover boy?”“Learn what? I thought that my initiation was over.” “This isn’t initiation Pal. This is getting you adjusted to cleaning the milk. As I approached Carol, I could tell that she was very happy and had amischievous grin on her face. I handed her the note and her drink."That was a very nice touch you walking over here on the balls of yourfeet. Not once did your heels touch the sand" Yes, Carol. Brian instructed me not to let my heels touch the sand" And you followed his instructions quite well." Oh what a pity." she responded as she read his note. "I guess we'llhave to go to the back up plan. Cucky, do you have your room key?". But I don’t know if I-”But before I could finish my sentence, the beautiful Fay sprung at me and kissed me, pushing me on my back as she wrapped her arms around my chest. Fay kissed me with more passion than I had ever experienced before and was really getting into it. At first Fay caught me off guard, and I just laid there letting her do her thing, but after a few seconds, when my brain fully processed what was happening, I started to get into it, and moved my hands to grasp her breasts over.