It wasn’t Aunt Helen, the tits pressing into my chest weren’t big enough. This chick was way too tall to be Lana, oh God tell me it wasn’t my Mo.... Just so you don’t misinterpret my comment, I have never, until the last hour, been aware of any incestuous tendencies regarding my family. Any such incidences have been purely of a fabricated nature. I am neither aware of nor will I acknowledge any such behavior by other members of my immediate family. Any rumors herewith are false or quite openly. It was like trying to budge solid rock."Greg! Potty!"He groaned in recognition and rolled away from me so that I could get out of bed. I padded quietly to the bathroom and made sure the door was shut tight before I turned on the light. The muscle in my back felt normal again, but my bladder demanded attention. I took care of that and was washing my hands when I felt it again, that weird little flutter in my back. I reached around and rubbed the muscle and it seemed to ease the spasm. Giving my. Suddenly your finger is withdrawn completely and there is anothersensation there. You are now using two fingers on me, pushing themagainst my ass.The lube has done its work and your fingers slide in. I am still notsure what I think of this sensation. I feel my ass trying to graspagainst you, the strong muscle doing its work.You continue to finger fuck my ass, obviously becoming more and moreexcited. You are muttering to yourself quietly, calling me your fucktoy, your ass bitch. I love the. Then I slid my hand into the opening in her robe and cupped her other breast bare handed.That's when she asked me if her big boy was ready to drink Mommy's milk, andof course I was.She pulled the knot on her robe and her massive tits fell out right in my face she leaned over and with both hands cupped her huge boob and pushed it right into my face,Even though it had been a year since I had last nursed on my mommy"s tits it felt like ten minutes.I sucked and squeezed until I knew she was close.