It doesn't describe her sixteen year old body, her small flat tummy, and long, thick, wavy blond hair. More importantly it did not do justice to her r...ck, which had to be 36 DDs. At least that is my best, internet based, porn surfing guess. Whatever, they stood up and out proudly beneath her short, tight T-shirt. It was obvious that there was no bra supporting those puppies.As we walked up the stairs, she going first, of course, since I am a gentleman, I wanted to reach out the two feet to grab. But she was careful not to stimulate me too much. I was fully primed with my balls boiling with potent semen and my cock rock hard.“Do sons and mothers ever fuck ma?” I asked“Not that I know of. They might. Among animals they do. But then what is a mom and what is a son? You have a potent cock and I have a ready cunt. These are made for each other. So where is the son and where is the mother? The only thing is you are trying to get back into the place you came out of. You are flooding the place. By the way, how did you find yourself on my road tonight? My house is the only one on this road.’ ‘I must have taken a wrong turn. I must have mis-counted the roads and instead of going into Cartersburg I ended up here.’ ‘Ah, yes, that is an easy slip up. I am going to move you into my guest room. If you don’t want to unpack, there are clothes in the closet that will let you get comfortable and be modest at the same time. I am going to have to keep watch over you tonight. If things turn worse. Scott felt himself hardening. He usually went for the athletic type, but Kristy's voluptuous body was getting to him now. She turned back to face him. He tried to reply, found his stomach in his throat, cleared it, and said, "Oh yeah, Aunt Kristy, it looks very comfortable. Um, how have you been?" "Wonderful, honey, now that you're all here!" She stepped up to stand beside him, turned, wrapped her arm around him and squeezed, leaning her body into his. He felt the warmth and softness of a.