Itna bolkar wo ruk gayi mai uska ishara samaj gaya aur bed se uthkar usko pakad liya aur uska boob daba diya.Priti” chodo muje ye sab acha nahi lagt...Mai “abhi kiya hi kya hai jo tuze acha nahi lagta ek bar kar to le phir batana acha laga ke nahi”Wo has padi aur mai usko chumne laga boobs dabane laga kuch time ke baad wo bhi mere sath dene lagi. Usne meri shirt utar di mai ne bhi uska kurta utar diya ab muje jo ache lagte the wo pyare aam mere samne the white bra me machal rahe the bahar aane. I saw one on the bench. I found it, but the batteries were dead. It had been at least an hour since I came out to the garage. Maybe it was time for a short break.I turned and the door from the house opened. Mom stepped out into the garage. She had on her own jacket only partially buttoned up. It sat wide open and displayed the bulge of her breasts still covered by her sweater. More importantly, she had a wooden box in her hands. She didn’t say anything. She smiled at me, closed the door, and. She was nervous but not resistant. I started kissing the insides of her thighs, slowly working my way up to her beautiful pussy. The closer I got the heavier her breathing became. When I finally got to her pussy I kissed her lips and clit. She let out a big moan. I couldn’t believe I was going to be the first guy to go down on her. I circled her clit with my tongue and flicked it gently. She was starting to move her hips and thrust her mound into my face. I started running my nose up and down. As I touchedthem I felt my nipples rise, they almost felt itchy. I started scratchingthem. I felt my beaver get warm and moist.Chuck laughed, "Save some of that for me." He held out his arm andhelped me out of bed, leading me to the full length mirror. I had troublebalancing due to my heavy breasts. I gazed at my reflection. I was alittle pudgy, not fat. All my skin was tight. My jet black hair ran overhalfway down my back. My breasts were firm and high, not a stretchmark onthem. The nipples.